I went to a Halloween party dressed as Jake this year...okay, when I say 'Jake', I really mean a 'battery-powered house that visually impaired me for the night'. I was going to go as a tube of Crest toothpaste but alas, time was against me.
But we're not here to talk about me! What did Jake dress up as for that time of the year where the veil of existence between the living and the dead is at it's thinest?
I don't get it....oh, wait...I think I do! Is this what happens when a gondolier and a Canadian mountie mate?
I'm thinking his dad didn't help him out this year.