.: From the Outside :.

I saw a big furry squirrel.

No shit.

On this freezing day in Chicago, I saw some dude dressed up as a big fucking squirrel. He was sitting against an abandoned building, like he was waiting for the next bus. (I rode the El in a a full bunny costume.) I would have sworn it was me just revisiting my costumed days. Then the driver of the car in which I was riding saw it too and busted out laughing. A big furry squirrel then waved at me. I was dyin' and regreting I did not have my camera right then.

This inspired to me to dredge up an old story of my being a Banana:

So at one of street festivals, that had concerts and FOUR beer dispensaries around said concert area, I was assaulted. Too bad I wasn't in a peanut suit **rim shot**

Some drunk **** dragged me back by the top of my banana peel. He was trying to get my attention. He was following me and my fellow Banana Man (yeah there are a bunch of us **another rim shot**) around all day tryin to get free samples or giveaway items.

So I spun around to see this guy with his friend, both holding plastic glasses of Miller High Life, and smiling impishishly. I looked the hairy beast in the eye, the one that wasn't wandering and said: That, sir, was rude and YOU are drinking ****TY beer!! I hooked my arm with my Banana Man pal and walked back towards the Jamba Juice tent...

Damn. I kinda miss hiding behind a stupid costume...