I dressed vaguely as Love, because there is nothing more foolish. I wasn’t involved with the show this year, though, so there wasn’t any waltzing about in charactor.
Ethan was pulled up and his joysticks twiddled.
The King was crowned. It was this nice fellow who’s been coming every year since forever. He never dresses up, but he enjoys himself. I think this came as a bit of a surprise. A terribly good sport, he pied himself in the face.
Afterwards, the two of us got any number of odd looks.
