The other day while perusing Wal-Mart, I came across this fine example of how Americans have become overweight, sad, materialistic, Honey Boo Boo loving, ignorant consumers.
That's right- Husky.
Really!? Really!? HUSKY is a size now!?
I guess there's no such thing as vanity sizing when it comes to boy's Halloween costumes.
There should be a size called "YOU ARE TOO DAMN BIG TO GO TRICK-OR-TREATING" or maybe, instead of Husky we should call it "YOU DON'T NEED ANY CANDY, FAT-ASS. NOW RUN HOME AND DO SOME SIT UPS, KING CURTIS.*"
*Thank you to Laura Meagher for the King Curtis reference.