My criteria for a Halloween costume was the following:
- Must look like a Snuggie
- Must fit like a Snuggie
- Must feel like a Snuggie
Check, check, and check. Greg's criteria was that I arranged everything and he had minimal work to do. We thought we looked pretty great, until our friends Matt and Jess showed up and put the rest of us to shame. I'll let you guess who they are below...
Throughout the night Greg continually professed a deep love for his pants. The following conversation was had no less than fifteen times:
Greg: Babe, I really, really love these pants.
Casey: Good, I'm happy you love them. They cost less than ten dollars.
Greg: No, no, no....I mean I REALLY love them.
Casey: I understand. I think you two will have a wonderful future together.
Greg: Can I please wear them to bed every night?
Casey: Why are you asking my permission?
Greg: OH GOOD I CAN'T WAIT TO WEAR THEM TO BED EVERY NIGHT.
We ended the night and drove our lovely green friends home. Our ride back to the hotel was even more eventful...
Greg: Babe....I shmad shmo much fun with yewww tonight. Thanks for being shoo shoo fun.
Casey: Anytime, Romeo.
Greg: And shdon't worry. I'm gonna stay shmawake for the whole car ride this shtime.
Less than two minutes later...