Well, it’s official. I’ve finally lost my mind. I made a pickle costume for our dog, Deli. There’s probably a special place in hell for folks that dress their dogs up in costumes like this. Specifically, I’m guessing I’ll have to roast in the hellishly hot foam rubber of a pickle costume for all of eternity. Seems like a fair trade.
Also, I’d like to reiterate to my girlfriend that “going to paint the pickle” is not a euphemism for masturbation.
Happy Halloween to all the other crazies out there.