Kids, Brush Your Teeth

Last night was Jason's bachelor party. We struggled for a long time with deciding on the kind of outfit we would make him wear. Our own levels and lines of what would be appropriate came into quesiton. We had found some outfits that would easily be the funniest and most humiliating, but were across even our lines for what we would be able to take him out in public wearing. So the debate began, most humiliating outfit, or outfit we could humiliate him in the most.

We decided the second.

Here are some quotes from the night...

"sir, you will remind me to brush my teeth three times a day so I never have to see you again."

"Look kids, the tooth fairy."

That's right, our adult male tooth fairy was present with us last night as we ate dinner. As we waited for the rest of our party at the restaurant, one man, leaving to smoke a cigarrette caught view of Jason. He didn't then go smoke. Instead, he walked back into the dining area of the restaurant and grabbed kids from random tables so as to bring them to get pictures with the tooth fairy.

Here are some visuals from our night.

The nightmare began here:

And continued at his old workplace.

Here was our friend (Don) who found lots of kids for us.

And some of his kid.

And for those still waiting for more, here is the transformation process.