Me and my friend have bet whose Halloween costume would be the laziest.
And it was a tie.
Ta-da.
And now without the pun.
Me and my friend have bet whose Halloween costume would be the laziest.
And it really was a tie.
I came nekkid with weener between my ass cheeks claiming, that I was a hot dog.
He came nekkid with an olive stuffed in his bellybutton and claimed, that he was a pizza.
And on a similar note one of the TNG actors (not the main cast) was allegedly feeling the worse for wear at at TrekCon and “went” to the fancy dress as a cloaked Bird of Prey.
First of all, of course the TShirt exists. Like I said, It’s part of an old joke. (BTW, What ISN’T on a TShirt these days?) Second of all, I never said it was an urban legend. I said it sounds a lot like an old joke.
I’m saying that I have heard a lot of people claim that someone came to their door with a shirt that simply says ‘costume’ and I just don’t think it’s happened as much as its been claimed. If you want to say I’m claiming that as an Urban Legend; that’s OK by me.
To reiterate, the OP is part of a joke is so old that have posted it as my Facebook status every Nov 1st, for several years.
I admit it, I’ve done that. Place I used to work insisted that everyone dress up for Halloween. I wasn’t feeling it one year and I just threw on my Cubs jersey and cap. I did at least take my eyeliner and draw on some eyeblack.
Right-handed people typically wear a wrist watch on the left wrist. I’m left-handed, so I always wore my watch on the right wrist. (past tense because I long ago stopped wearing a watch at all).
One Halloween I put my watch on my left wrist and went as a right-handed person.
One year in high school Halloween fell on a Saturday, so the marching band director had us do Friday’s half-time show in costume. My lazy costume consisted of a trench coat over a flesh-colored swim suit, a fedora, and white tube socks & shoes. I was a flasher. To be even lazier, I wore it again the following year. And laziest, I wore it again a few years later in college.
One year my sister wore a bunch of different name tags and she was an "identity crisis. "
I’ve also read of affixing many jars of thyme to your belt and being a “waist of thyme.” (Groan inducing, I know. )