Every time I walk by the bin, I am SO about to yank out the kitty cat one, go over to the changing rooms where the kigurumis are, match a cat one with the mask , change into it all, and start going bonkers around the store while shopping....
Was thinking of going over to the stereo section, cranking up some hip-hop or connecting Bluetooth and blasting some EDM, while freaking out as a sheep...and bleating at every bass drop.
If it weren't for the fact society may judge me a little harshly for age, I would have done just that.
Heck, maybe I will anyway! (got to get something)
Also,
Once there was a young teen toying around with some, I could see the thoughts going through their head, "shall I or shan't I?", "gadzooks what would people think?" "The desire is burning inside me to , but.." (yeah, I suppose the teen was thinking in that way, NOT!)
I was finding myself about to say "Hey, you kid there! Yeah the one with the crazy mask on. No not you, the one looking like a bangal tiger!. Yeah you! There are these cool people called furies who can tell you how to make a real knock out maskimal called a fursuit!" "Just need some thread, foam, hot glue, ..."
But, I just smiled a knowing smile, and walked away to get some motor oil. I thought that it was a little more subtle, and probably was less problematic for all of us.
Maskimals, the gateway-drug to Furry.
I need sooo much watching these days.
(Who's on deck these days?)