whoa! Those short shorts are making me hot! Between the cut off shirt and the mustache, I don't know what to love more! You should do this look all the time. Meow!
That's not Leslie, that's my friend Rhiannon. Although Leslie was there.
As to what my costume actually was...it's completely open to debate. I was going for a creepy gay kinda thing. Like the weird guy who hangs out at the gym, or as Patton Oswalt explains, "...the creepy gay guy that smells like Lipton's soup mix, in the inappropriately short shorts who just rides the elevator, never gets off. 'Hey how ya doin? Are you cuttin down on your carbs, you're lookin real cut.' Oh god...I wish my fingers emitted mace!" You can tell I'm putting a costume together at the last minute when my inspiration is culled from a random comedy bit. However, some of my friends thought I was Tobias Funke, which is a fine guess. And one guy thought I was actually Freddie Mercury, so I give credit to friends for finding more creativity in the costume than I did. Although, I will admit to watching quite a bit of Arrested Development before making those cut-offs.
And no, Holly, I did not go to Claire's. I'd die first. I just went to the friendly Piercing Pagoda, located directly in front of Barnie's for extra convenience.
Lastly, I deleted the anonymous comment. You can take pot shots at me as much as you like, but have the sand to reveal your identity. That's right...sand.
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whoa! Those short shorts are making me hot! Between the cut off shirt and the mustache, I don't know what to love more! You should do this look all the time. Meow!
I also pierced my ear, which you can sort of make out in the first pic. Yes, I pierced my ear for a Halloween costume.
dear. jesus.
i....don't even know what to say.
what the hell did you GO as for halloween?
and is that leslie? it kinda looks like her...but then it kinda doesn't...
Did you go to Claire's to get your ear pierced. I bet you did.
That's not Leslie, that's my friend Rhiannon. Although Leslie was there.
As to what my costume actually was...it's completely open to debate. I was going for a creepy gay kinda thing. Like the weird guy who hangs out at the gym, or as Patton Oswalt explains, "...the creepy gay guy that smells like Lipton's soup mix, in the inappropriately short shorts who just rides the elevator, never gets off. 'Hey how ya doin? Are you cuttin down on your carbs, you're lookin real cut.' Oh god...I wish my fingers emitted mace!"
You can tell I'm putting a costume together at the last minute when my inspiration is culled from a random comedy bit.
However, some of my friends thought I was Tobias Funke, which is a fine guess.
And one guy thought I was actually Freddie Mercury, so I give credit to friends for finding more creativity in the costume than I did. Although, I will admit to watching quite a bit of Arrested Development before making those cut-offs.
And no, Holly, I did not go to Claire's. I'd die first. I just went to the friendly Piercing Pagoda, located directly in front of Barnie's for extra convenience.
Lastly, I deleted the anonymous comment. You can take pot shots at me as much as you like, but have the sand to reveal your identity. That's right...sand.
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