I just came home and my next door neighbor was sitting on the front porch with two of his buddies. He’s a nice guy and has helped us schlep things before so I went over to tell him about the yard sale tomorrow. He asked what we’re selling. I mentioned the kitchen things, the tools, the cyclops head.
“A cyclops head?”
“And a beaver costume.”
His eyes widened and he bounced up onto his toes. “Really? Like–” he gestures at himself as if trying to find the words.
“Yes, for an adult. A full suit. With a tail.”
“Wow.”
“Do you want to see it?”
“Do I!”
So I lead three slightly inebriated young men, in their early twenties, back to the house to look at my beaver. Costume. My beaver costume. He tried it on–see what I mean about impossible to discuss without sounding dirty? He tried on the beaver, but it was a little tight. He and his friends did like the tail though.
Tomorrow’s yard sale should be interesting.
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