You know these costumes, you see them every year at Dracula’s Closet. Does anyone ever buy them? The answer is, hopefully, no. Because they suck. The deviled egg costume is almost the bottom of the barrel, if you don’t count the salt and pepper shakers or the many many many variations on “Oops-my-big-fake-ass-is-showing.”
A Subtle Social Allegory about Animal People Abominations working in a Pornography Store by Agouti-Rex
