We're going to a costume party, tonight. It was kind of last minute. So, we're keeping things simple. Donna's making me a Roman Senators toga.
As I'm standing there being fitted for this outfit, all I can think is, "it's not every day you get fitted for a sheet". And, outside of bing in the KKK, the day you get fitted for a sheet is your last day.
/me shrugs
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