So again on Halloween some more confusion and awkwardness in all the fun. This time, my friend had moved out of town and let her friends know about the family buying her house. So as we go up to her old house for treats, the guy and his wife come out holding an array of healthy and practical items.
He asks us to guess what he is, and I of course say “Denist.” Because that’s what he was. He proceeded to look really uncomfortably at his wife while all my friends shout, “Toothfairy!” I mean, technically we were both right but I think he would have preferred me keeping the conversation figurative with regards to his costume and not his profession.
Yes, I was that creepy kid.