Thursday, October 31, 2002

Ed was going to dress up for Halloween as a Politician, but he couldn't find a Bozo costume. [Insert political party here...] One year he wanted to be Death, stand on the porch, point to kids with his bony finger and write down names in a notebook.

I am sending our new dog out dressed as Triumph, the Insult Dog, but he doesn't smoke cigars so I may wait on it.

Happy. Halloween.

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