last year i was a bat, mostly because i found a vintage leather dress from the thrift store that fit me like a glove. this year i was supposed to be a bunch of grapes, but i had a last minute change of heart.
unfortunately, the grapes thing might have been easier for some to understand. people kept calling me pocahontas and questioned the political correctness of my outfit.
well obviously, i was a post-apocalyptic warrior prepared to kill some zombies.