Hillbilly Halloween...
One of the reasons I enjoy going to Chicago over Halloween is because my friend Randy loves the haunted holiday just about as much as I do. This year we (er, he) mixed it up by going as something actually living. (His sister was sure to point this out). Initially the plan was to go as hillbilly zombies, but time restraints prevented our bodies from decomposing. It was a great night out in Boystown, even life I was out in freezing temps in my night bloomers. At least I still have a rill' purdy mouth, even with the teeth (er, tooths) chattering.
One of the reasons I enjoy going to Chicago over Halloween is because my friend Randy loves the haunted holiday just about as much as I do. This year we (er, he) mixed it up by going as something actually living. (His sister was sure to point this out). Initially the plan was to go as hillbilly zombies, but time restraints prevented our bodies from decomposing. It was a great night out in Boystown, even life I was out in freezing temps in my night bloomers. At least I still have a rill' purdy mouth, even with the teeth (er, tooths) chattering.
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