Every year, I scare the kiddies at Halloween. I put on my Death outfit, sit out front between two glowing skulls, yell “BOO!” and then give them candy. SWMBO has always insisted that if I scare a little one, I should take off the mask and show them that it’s not for real.
Tonight I had a whimperer, hanging onto Mom’s leg. So I try to be Mr. Nice Guy and I take off the mask.
And the little weezer starts to scream… :eek: :eek: 
Single White Male with Body Odor?
Hahahaha! Wow, you scary, dawg.
Well, he just saw someone peel off their face, regardless of the appearance of the face. Don’t feel too bad, I’m sure it wasn’t because of your face.
I’m impressed. There’s been times when I’ve been really upset and have been tempted to make it official. But I usually balk at filling out all the paperwork involved.
She Who Must Be Obeyed.
Dude, next year, try it with pants ON.