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went to a fabulous halloween party last night. i resurrected a character from my past, "earl" the bald, tooth-deficient, square-glasses wearin', overweight Man. the first time i "wore" earl, he had much shorter hair, a less-dishevelled moustache, and wore green pants, a mustard-smeared wifebeater, a blue bowling shirt, a plaid shirt, and white hi-tops.

but the years have been cruel to earl - after his wife darla left him, he went a little loco, and had a few mishaps with a pointy stick he took to carryin'. he ended up back at the halfway house (he had been a previous resident after gettin' out of jail, after gettin' back from 'nam) where he fell back into his "friendship" with sister kristina. and knocked her up.

but since he found jesus and stuff, he managed to get a job through the work placement program with the ministry of natural resources. he gets to wear a brown jumpsuit and carry a stick with a nail on it, fer pickin' up trash and critters.

earl's hair is longer, and he doesn't know where that toilet paper came from on his head, but god put it there for a reason and he ain't gonna fuck with it. he also invested in a gold necklace 'cuz the ladies love that shit.

but after meeting chip he knew that it weren't the ladies he was tryin' to impress...

earl likes having little picture-drawin' bitches...

he has 'em good.

and despite being earl last night, i did NOT get honkin' drunk. what a wonder to wake up not only sober, but hangover-free, too.

wasn't i just talking about how much i needed weed?