I was in my room sorting out my things from storage when I heard a tap on my door. When I opened it my landlord and housemate was there. It's not unusual for him to deliver my mail, or ask for some small favor. He was in some sort of a get up, which I thought was a clown suit asking for help zipping up the back.
I laughed and then he handed me a small orange air pump that was somehow wired into the suit. He asked me to turn it on and clip it to the back of his belt. Now I was more than mildly amused. I clipped the air pump on and zipped the suit. He went to his room for about a minute and I ran for my camera.
When he came back into the hallway I was shrieking with laughter and crossing my legs to keep from peeing my pants! He had doubled, maybe tripled in size and he had on that bright red wig. I could see the details of the suit. He was "fat bastard" the villan from Austin Powers.
Some days it's really fun living here. You can call your landlord a fat bastard and he likes it. :)
