My Costume. . .
Well I got my costume for the play today, and boy oh boy, I am sort of nostalgic for the 9' tall hoop skirt and stilts, or the painted suit that was to small for me, chains, and leg braces of last year. Not because it is hard to walk in or noisy, or has the possibility of me falling from a inexorable height, but because it is. . . Um. . . how do I say this? The shirt has. . . Ruffles.
AHHHH! And not just little cloth flaps but huge flowing bunches of cloth protruding from the shirt. If I went on a plane I would need to buy another ticket!
Oh well, at least I get a cool hat.
Well I got my costume for the play today, and boy oh boy, I am sort of nostalgic for the 9' tall hoop skirt and stilts, or the painted suit that was to small for me, chains, and leg braces of last year. Not because it is hard to walk in or noisy, or has the possibility of me falling from a inexorable height, but because it is. . . Um. . . how do I say this? The shirt has. . . Ruffles.
AHHHH! And not just little cloth flaps but huge flowing bunches of cloth protruding from the shirt. If I went on a plane I would need to buy another ticket!
Oh well, at least I get a cool hat.
posted by Linux Master | 5:19 PM
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At least you would have your own built-in parachute:)
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