Pre-Zebra Mustache

“I want mustaches, and clothes from the Goodwill, tight clothes — and fake guns.” I say all this, making big gestures with my hands, to the bemused expression of exactly one person. ”Then, someone — I don’t know who, it’s not important,” with a dismissive wave; “does a roll over the hood of a car, comes up with the gun out and flashes a badge: ‘PTPD! Freeze!‘”