Did I ever mention the time my brother dressed up as a Christmas tree?

It was July, and he was about six years old. It was blazing hot, and he was wearing only his underwear when he found the Christmas decorations. He decked his halls (note the "h") with tinsel and garlands and...angel hair. Spun glass. Then he went down to show our mother.

If you think fiberglass particles are bad when you're fulled clothed, let me assure you that he will assure you that they are nothing compared to being decked out from head to toe in spun glass when you're all but
naked. Mother was quite put out with him and as he started to itch he understood.

For a guy who later became a member of Mensa he didn't demonstrate a lot of intelligence as a child.