The guy just stood there staring. I decided to drop it for the moment. I had business to conduct, and getting into a fistfight at a costume party was not part of that business. I moved through the crowd of circus clowns, pirates and at least one chickie dressed as Cleopatra until I found the bar. I ordered a bourbon on the rocks and sat waiting to glimpse Morty.
I'd lost sight of The Lone Ranger, which suited me. I was just sipping my drink and marveling at the spectacle I was not only witnessing but was a part of....
Neville Hunt almost 5 years ago
Uh-oh! What’s coming next?