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Discussion in 'Off Topic [BG]' started by Mike Money, Oct 29, 2004.
I'm going as Richard Nixon... cuz im punk liek that. lol.
I'll only accept pancakes for treats.
It looks like I'm gonna be a 1960's girl. I'm gonna be dead sexy. I guess I won't be able to stop looking at me in the mirror and caressing me.
Well, maybe not.
I'm going to be my normal, lovable self!
Yeah, pics... If I get some pics taken, I'll probably post 'em in the "action pics" thread, since I got a gig that night.
I'm dressing up as a miserable b@stard who doesn't open his door to horrible little kids
Stick a bin-liner over your head and expect me to give you something? I don't think so... :scowl:
The wife and I went to a little costume get-together Wednesday night and I was at Goodwill an hour beforehand racking my brain for a costume. I finally settled on "guy that's way too old to be a Harry Potter fanboy." You know I always see those middle-aged guys in the newspaper dressed up like Harry Potter at the midnight book release parties. My costume wasn't awesome but it was the best I could do with an hour preparation. It's hard to tell in the picture but I had a big fake pot belly under my cloak. I had a wig that looked like old guy with a toupe on and it had a little string that you pulled and the toupe popped up (found that at Goodwill believe it or not). So here's the result:
When people asked who I was I said in my best old-guy-who's-smoked-all-his-life voice "Harry Freakin' Potter."
Something really scary----a drummer!
I'll be dressed up as "Dad who sits in car while Mum shuffles the kids door to door for treats.
The makeup is uncanny.
That friggin rules. LOL!
I'm dressing up as an unemployed bass guitar player.......
(Not too much of a stretch.)
I'm thinking of going as a Jack-O-Lantern...the missing teeth just makes it all the more better.
LOL! I can easily visualize that! Good idea.
Every year at work, I dress up as one of my co-workers on Halloween. This year I'm going to push the envelope and be my boss.
For the gig, I'm contemplating between Col. Sanders or a Catholic Priest.
I going as a fat, old guy watching TV....
Not drunk, much to my chagrin.