I HATE losing costume contests … the only time I ever won was when I forgot there was a contest … (a shout-out to anything JellyBelly, baby) ….
Losing and loosening up are similar. Munchies shouldn’t be taken lightly.
The woman in the skin tight leopard outfit was holding her biological juices, and was equipped with built in knee pads.
I really believed, that as a shorter than average person, my Abe Lincoln costume would take first place.
I don’t know, I think the “sexy middle-aged stick person” costume you’re wearing right now is pretty great.
Man go home.
No one prevaricates over a banana nut muffin, either.
Pronounced, “mahn-go.” There’s your pseudo-moniker. Embrace the dash.
Wait, you lost your costume?
Was it confiscated?
watch out for the Imposters
watch out for the chili contest, an old fart’s specialty.
Never buy a cat in a bag, nor swallow grass snakes.
Pretty awesome color usage today.
A sweet sob story to which we can all relate, in one way or another. I think I once won something; it was in a CYO raffle or event when I was maybe five or six, or possibly seven, years old. Life is hard; toughen up!
In Froglandia, mango jelly beans for all, even for losers!
Mango jellybeans sound good.
People are such wienies. Such wimps about everything.