I liked being a humanoid black cat. Well some years anyway, my mom made me wear the same one piece black cat costume she sewed me in 3rd grade for three Halloweens in a row. I was such a diva that one year when I demanded to be a werewolf, my mom bought me a rubber snout to go with it. That prosthetic smelled terrible by the end of the night. Hey, my mom tried, right?
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