Seeing everybody post their costumes from last night’s parties—last night being the last Saturday before Halloween—and then looking ahead to the coming week, when it’s looking like the heavy snow and extreme lack of tolerable Fahrenheit may be keeping me bundled up instead of costumed up to the extent I like, I figured to maybe peel through some costumes from the last few years, anyway. Well, starting with eighth grade, here:

No clue what I’d been before …

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