5 months without posting, and this is what I post…heesh…
I will be going retro this year. I have the plaid green suit from circa 1976, the afro wig, the platform shoes. All I need is the cane. My wife hasn’t decided what she is going to do this year yet…and only hours to go, too.
Decided that our 8 month old won’t be getting a costume this year though…
last night i went to a halloween costume contest, and the winner was a guy wearing a cowboy/rancher costume with a stuffed (fake) sheep (butt side to the guy), attached to the guy’s groin area.
and i went as a belly dancer…WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING?..BIGGER YET, WHAT THE HELL WAS HE THINKING…NOW THAT IS SCARY.
:smack:
Regular Joe from Viewtiful Joe.
Henshin a-go-go, baby.
I went as the same thing on friday, with my friend who was dressed as an undertaker. Tell me, will there be a rendition of “Singing in the Rain”?
So, he could have just said he was Morpheus after the Kindly Ones story arc. 
I plan on continuing my tradition of penny-conscious, philosophically challenging “meta-costumes” by attending tonight’s party as a “doppelganger,” a supernatural double of myself that appears in place of the actual me, who is in reality miles away. It’s an extremely detailed costume (I look practically indistingushable from myself), and has the added advantage of requiring less attention to performance than last year’s “mirror image” costume, since I don’t have to remember to pick things up with the opposite hand.
Roland Orzabal is supposed to dress up as Spike for us again this year.
Hey buddy I don’t care if that is what you go as or not, just as long as you slip into that costume and take pictures for us!
I’m pretty sure you promised us in the picture thread a while back. 
Charlie Brown. Not the zig-zag shirt, but the ghost costume. “I had a little trouble with the scissors.”
Took a white sheet and drew black circles on it with laundry marker, to represent “holes”. This took a lot longer than anticipated, and as a result, Mr. Rilch and I headed off to last night’s party with me absolutely reeking of marker fumes. Seriously: I walked into the game room, and someone said, without turning around, “Who’s sniffing markers?” Everyone couldn’t believe I wasn’t getting a contact high. Most people got it, although one person thought I was a Dalmatian, and someone else called me “the holey ghost” (good one!).
Also at the party was a cute blonde wearing a shirt that said, “Is that chicken or tuna?”. I said, “And you’re Jessica Simpson, obviously,” and she about fell off the barstool. I was the first and only person to think it was “obvious”: everyone else had had to be told!
Wore the CB costume again tonight to greet trick-or-treaters. They all got it, as did their parents. “No, I’m not giving out rocks; I only get them.” Mr. Rilch gave extra candy to one kid wearing a Steelers uniform, on the grounds that that was a scary sight to a New England fan! Other notable costumes were a Jedi, a Hell’s Angel, and a stockbroker.
I finally figured out a costume that I coudl throw together for my friends when they came over, and then plans changed and they couldn’t. Anyways, I was going to get two signs, one on the front reading “I’m good”, and one on the back reading “Really good”.
I would be ‘the good’. Gotta love Plato…that is from Plato, right? I can’t remember very well.
On a similar line, my friend was going to wear a shirt with ‘1’ on it. He would be ‘the one’ that is above ‘the good’. Our school is weird.
Doh! I missed that one. The first part of my night I was mainly using…
“Welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, well. To what do I owe the extreme pleasure of this surprising visit?”
“As an unmuddied lake. As clear as an azure sky of deepest summer. You can rely on me.”
Lots of “Viddy well, little brother. Viddy well.”
" blurp blurp"
"How art thou, thou globby bottle of cheap stinking chip oil? Come and get one in the yarbles, if ya have any yarble, ya eunuch jelly thou! "
Towards the end of the night, and many beers later, my lines were mostly…
“Naughty, naughty, naughty! You filthy old soomka!”
“No time for the old in-out, love, I’ve just come to read the meter.”
Then of course I may have overdone this one towards the end of the night…
“Enjoying that are you my darlin’? Bit cold and pointless isn’t it my lovely?”
It was a good night.
And as I said in that thread, I aim to please. I also aim to buy a scanner. Unfortunately, my delay in the second begets my delay in the first. Fear not, though, you’ll have photos of last night’s outing in a matter of days.
I do, however, expect a little quid pro quo…I don’t seem to recall you posting a pic to the pic thread. I am therefore holding my pics hostage. Come on, cough 'em up! 
Alas, both of my plans (Final Fantasy Black Mage or Super Smash Bros.’ Pink Luigi) fell through this year due to lack of affordable accessories, and the parental units vetoed the idea of recycling either one of my old costumes (Final Fantasy White Mage or Slayers’ Amelia)
Where in the world am I gonna get my hands on one of those funky hats, anyway?
I went as a weapon of mass destruction.
I bought 1/2-inch thick white foam and made it into a cylinder and capped it with a cone of foam. Black satin ribbon made three circles around the cylinder. Four black fins on the bottom, a hole for my face and two for my arms. Stensiled on the front reads: “ACME weapon of mass destruction” and on the back: “If found please return to S. Hussein”.
If’n your tots are the politically active sort…
One of my kids was a Dementor (the creatures who guard Azkaban) and the other attached some sponges to her clothing and went out as a self-absorbed teenager. :rolleyes: