…you were required to come dressed as your username, what would your costume look like?
I would dress as a delicate, sparkly butterfly carrying a mace (the spiked ball on the end of a chain attached to a baton…not an aerosol can full of an eye-stinging substance) and laden with straps of huge bullets criss-crossing my torso.
I have fat cheeks so I’d colour them red and wear a long touque on my head that was stuffed so it would stick up to resemble the stem.
I’d have to have a nasty spill, sans leathers, from the motorcycle going at savagely high speeds.
Good thing I always wear my leathers.
Just guess.
I guess a catsuit with cat makeup and a Columbus Cottonmouths jersey.
If I’m gonna wear a catsuit I’ve got to go on a diet.
I have been reading your user name all wrong.
Hmmm…I would have to arrive clad in a robe, drunk, on an ass.
Just another Saturday night.
I forgot to mention that the Fest is on a Friday night.
White pants, white jacket, hairnet.
Nice jeans/slacks, a button down t-shirt, and a hat. I can’t really describe the look, but I guess the “John Mayer/Jason Mraz” type of look.
Now I figured you’d come dressed as a hard-bound book of some sort.
What exactly is a button down t-shirt anyway?
Dressed in Renaissance garb, drinking a Bud and eating a Big Mac.
A straightjacket, for the purpose of irony.
I’d dress the way I usually do, but my nametag would be inaccurate.
I suppose I’d have to become a swarming mass of electrons or something. That would probably be pretty difficult to do, so I’d just stay home.
It’s a shirt that you wear when you’re not paying attention to what you’re typing. I meant a button down shirt.
I got my username from a Jason Mraz song, and I’m not to clever.
Let’s see, there would obviously have to be feathers, but the lou part - wait, I’ve got it - an outfit covered in feathers and toilet seat around my neck.
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I think I lose. 
I guess just what I normally wear. 
