I wake up today and put on my Barney Rubble costume. Considering the costume that I purchased is made out of material so thin and small that even Paris Hilton wouldn't be seen in it I donned some shorts and a shirt underneath it. After looking at myself in the mirror I realize that I look friggin ridiculous.
I walk outside in the 30 degree weather and wonder why I didn't dress as an Eskimo this year. Yes it's that cold here in Seattle. Of course my luck I would need to pump some gas.
I pull into the gas station and was standing outside wearing my silly costume and freezing my manhood off. To what to my wandering eyes appear, but the self proclaimed 'Baddest Nigga in Sea-town'.
Yes our pan handling friend was strolling by at that very moment that I decided I needed to fill my tank with petrol. It could only happen to me. BNST stops and looks at me.
"Hey buddy," he said. "You gots a dolla?"
He obviously did not recognize his 'cracka ass' nemesis. I said no, but this time he took it better instead lowering the value of his request to 50 cents. I still said no again and he just walked away.
Well that wasn't too weird. I hope I don't catch a cold from this.
Have a fun and safe Halloween!
“Sometimes it was hard to tell where my dad's personality left off and his characters began. He was a method actor and taught me that I had to become the character in order to effectively do the voice.” - Mel Blanc