Apparently, I’m celebrating All Hallows Eve as a pirate.
Because my older siblings decided for me and bought my costume.
While home on October break, Michael took Johnny and Mary Frances shopping at Goodwill. They ran into my physical therapist who was doing the same thing. They said hello and continued scouring the racks for the perfect Halloween outfit. When the found the costume, they were unsure of the size. Johnny yelled out, “Hey! Where’s that therapist? She can tell us what size to buy!”
Let’s review the costumes from my first two Halloweens.
Tonight, I’m exploring a personality on a different part of the spectrum.
I think it’s smashing but now I need to develop the character. I’ve been working on my pirate snarls and grunts. According to Google, I need to “talk in a deep, gravelly voice, grunt and growl a lot, use insults abundantly, yell “arr!” every now and then, mumble incoherently from all the rum you’ve drunk, slur your words, give up g’s and v’s in most words, and replace “you” and your“ with “ye” and “yer”.
That’s all tall order. And Mom says we are skipping the rum.
Here’s my best effort at being scary.
I think this should score some treats tonight.