Greatest. Halloween. Costume. EVER.
My roommate, Mr. C. Ellsworth A., the fully functional GOLDEN SHOWER.
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/cdog.jpg)
It's got valves. It's gold. There's a shower curtain. AND IT IS FULLY FUNCTIONAL.
In order to achieve such functionality, there's step 1: Fill the shower.
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/filling2.jpg)
Step 2: Put on the golden suit of darkness. Pose with other roommate (the good lady Abigail).
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/abbyycorey.jpg)
Step 3: Flip the switch, fill the pitcher with thine own fluids.
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/goldinaction.jpg)
.. All the way.
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/goldinaction2.jpg)
Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
The night passed comfortably until, in a cataclysmic halloween moment, women as far away as Latvia, and, daresay Estonia began to feel a slight, indefinable sense of.. sad unrest.. as..
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/goldenshowerbox.jpg)
..THE GOLDEN SHOWER MEETS THE FRESHLY WAXED BOX.
Wait, what's that? Sorry? Oh, MY costume. Surely I would not withhold such important information, especially from YOU, Dear Reader.
I waivered between the now deceased Yassir Arafat,
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/goldyyassir.3.jpg)
.. oftentime indulging my L. Ron Hubbard side..
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/lrh.3.jpg)
.. All the while partying with rock stars..![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/meandgene2.1.jpg)
.. Being an illicit defiler of pumpkins..
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/blumpkin.0.jpg)
.. Oftentimes merely witnessing their debased defilement..
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/pumpkinused.0.jpg)
.. Practitioner of ancient "Drunken cheek-to- chest" kung fu stylings..
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/chesthappy.1.jpg)
.. And Private Dancer... A Dancer for money..
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/sologold.1.jpg)
Do what you want me to do.
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/cdog.jpg)
It's got valves. It's gold. There's a shower curtain. AND IT IS FULLY FUNCTIONAL.
In order to achieve such functionality, there's step 1: Fill the shower.
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/filling2.jpg)
Step 2: Put on the golden suit of darkness. Pose with other roommate (the good lady Abigail).
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/abbyycorey.jpg)
Step 3: Flip the switch, fill the pitcher with thine own fluids.
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/goldinaction.jpg)
.. All the way.
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/goldinaction2.jpg)
Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
The night passed comfortably until, in a cataclysmic halloween moment, women as far away as Latvia, and, daresay Estonia began to feel a slight, indefinable sense of.. sad unrest.. as..
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/goldenshowerbox.jpg)
..THE GOLDEN SHOWER MEETS THE FRESHLY WAXED BOX.
Wait, what's that? Sorry? Oh, MY costume. Surely I would not withhold such important information, especially from YOU, Dear Reader.
I waivered between the now deceased Yassir Arafat,
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/goldyyassir.3.jpg)
.. oftentime indulging my L. Ron Hubbard side..
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/lrh.3.jpg)
.. All the while partying with rock stars..
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/meandgene2.1.jpg)
.. Being an illicit defiler of pumpkins..
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/blumpkin.0.jpg)
.. Oftentimes merely witnessing their debased defilement..
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/pumpkinused.0.jpg)
.. Practitioner of ancient "Drunken cheek-to- chest" kung fu stylings..
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/chesthappy.1.jpg)
.. And Private Dancer... A Dancer for money..
![](http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1127/1296/320/sologold.1.jpg)
Do what you want me to do.
1 Comments:
Yes.
I often cough in the middle of the day, no reason, intense, phlegmy.. yet painful.. dry.. unsatisfactory.
Glass Dust.. Oxidized metal fumes.. A veritable cornucopia within me very air bags..
But bring it on, I say. Evolution arrives on the palate of necessity, and bemoans, fragily, "Time has come Today."
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