Waking Up in Fug…Well-Played-ly-ish?

You know it’s Friday, and you’re tired, when you think to yourself, “hmmm, I guess I DO really prefer fuzzy dice to bananas,” and you’re referring to clothing options.

Although I can’t imagine in what scenario other than A Mental Stock-Taking of the Many Costumes of Katy Perry you’d be discussing the two at all. Well. I can. But it’d be as weird and unsuccessful dirty euphemisms and this is a family blog. (Although, if they’re shaped like dice, you should see a doctor.)