Halloween is bringing back a terrible memory.
I was 7 and at sleep away camp (torture in itself) and there was a costume contest.
I had a cowgirl costume and a girl in my bunk had a tutu. Who wouldn’t want to wear a tutu? I asked her if she would trade with me. Much to my surprise she was game.
So I squeezed into the tutu (I wasn’t thin even then) and feeling beautiful I entered the contest.
I’m sure you can guess what happened.
She won the contest.
I guess I wouldn’t have won anyway because even feeling pretty good in my tutu I just slunk around the circle with no showbiz edge.
I can still see that little cunt marching around the circle with her hat tilted on the back of her head (where the hell she got a hat I don’t know. My costume didn’t have a hat) pretending to shoot the pistols in the air while she strutted.
I still hate her fuckin’ guts.
If on 10/31 any little bastard comes to my house in a cowgirl outfit I’m going to give her friends candy and her a can of peas.