One Halloween during my time working at The Breadboard I was borrowing a dominatrix costume from my girlfriend to host a party at my house. I invited more people than I expected to show up and just about all of them showed up and plus some. I sure was glad I made that 6ft sub sandwich.
This was me making a joke after a sad night my now former boyfriend came home with cigarette burns all over his arms from some other bar goer he challenged, even scarring his theater mask tattoos . I guess it was my weird way of trying to make sense or redefine a situation more humorously.