On my way to work one day, I remembered that it was Halloween and we were supposed to dress up for our party. I stopped at the Salvation Army to do some quick costume shopping. In a rush, I just found some big black leggings, stuffed them full of towels and bought a crappy old black wig.

As soon as I entered the house, Tim attacked me then threw a tantrum for about an hour. When he was finally lucid, he said he attacked me because he thought I was making fun of his mom.

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