|It ain't easy being big and red...
||[Oct. 4th, 2002|11:15 am]
|[||Somedays I feel a little:
|[||Your mom ain't listening to
|||||some stabbing westward track...||]|
i am on a sad and pathetic mission to become he who has broken down the walls of bigotry and hatred to bring cool and refreshing liquid to children all over the world. yet i can't manage to find a Kool-Aid Man costume (an actual body costume, not one of those lame halloween costumes where the pitcher is just a head piece) on the internet for sale. can't a fellow live out his dream of shouting "Ohh yeah!!!" to loving children? to pick up women with cheesy lines like "here is my handle..."? to complain about my bunions while in costume at outdoor restaurants? oh the humanity...