In honor of the Day of the Dead...
I used to keep a skeleton in my closet.
A glow-in-the-dark skeleton that was a left-over prop from a show I worked on.
I named him, but I don't remember what his name was.
I thought the closet was the appropriate place for a skeleton, and I made a point of telling everyone I had a skeleton in my closet. A little affected, perhaps, but I thought it was hilarious.
I miss my skeleton. I don't know what happened to him.