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I Peeked Behind the Cyclops' Eye! I Did! And [Halloween] Was There!
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I still won't play Euchre
Hoser.
To be honest, the costume was kind of a blank slate that I made for other people to fill in with their imagination. I got Fargo, Prospector, and just now Escanaba/Yooper from you fellas over dere. It all works, and once I shrink it a little bit I'll be wearing the union suit at work anyway!
What?
Hoser is Canadian!
It still fits the theme! You can't bind me with your rules!
I fear this proud tradition is falling by the wayside. Four stores, and the only one with a sale required a membership card I didn't have.
I'll bind you with my rulz
the highlight of my evening was getting a teacher to quit their job over the phone like it was some kinda shitty eighties movie.
We were gonna go to the zoo today but instead we are gonna chill in our hotel room all day long and watch shit on my iPad and continue our food journey.
Good birthday/Halloween
Do go on!
sometimes i get really drunk and get to this point where i wander around giving people life advice, and somehow, become convincing. now, how somebody who'd been drinking miller high life all day because it was the cheapest six pack the 7-11 a block away had can convince anyone that they know shit about dick is anyone's guess. my theory, as a man who wants to justify his drinking problem, is i get so inebriated that i am somehow able to tap into the cosmic consciousness, and for a brief period, i can see everything with the clarity of the gods. there's a few people around here who've seen me get to this state.
other times, i get to that exact same state and purposely antagonize and egg people on to make horrible decisions, because i know they will believe me. this was one of those other times.
to preface: whenever i go off on my own into the bar world, i tend to attract people who want to tell me how horrible their lives are. and i don't mean going to a bar on my own. even if i am with other people, if i wander for more than ten minutes, i'll end up in one'a these sitches. i don't know if they instinctively can tell i'm super interested in other people's misery, or if they just assume my life has to be just as much garbage as theirs because, come on, look at me.
usually it's middle-aged dudes who buy me drinks and go on about how bitchin' their lives used to be. i think for them i kinda look like a charity case, so they throw a drink my way because of how shabby my outfit is. i rarely dress to impress and now you know the real reason. so businessmen will buy me five dollar gin and tonics.
i'm also a huge hit with put-upon single mothers, but that's a whole other story.
unhappy teachers are a rare treat, as i usually used to only run into them during spring break excursions. usually, i just let them vent all their frustrations at me, because shit talking children is my life's blood. it's almost as funny as a person falling down. in the case of last night, this guy had this intricately idiotic back-up plan that sounded less sound than being one of those dudes who hosts barbecues in order to sell expensive, shitty meat. i can't remember the exact details but i swear it was something in the vain of creating an app for cyclists to find love. i know it was an app that involved dating and bicycles, that much is for sure.
so then it was my mission to get the dude to pursue his dream of making it possible for every dillhole to pedal their way into their soulmate's heart. i did not prepare for him to call up his boss and leave a voicemail at 2 in the morning complete with me making a drunken ass of myself, cheering him on in the background like a bad decisions flava flav to his "i'm ruining my life" chuck d. but, it happened.
Not sure if third from the left is Captain Ron with sunscreen on nose or a coked up Snake Plissken
I was one of only three people there who wore a tie!
The jumpsuits look just similar enough that they were really confused to see me there for a second, and then they told me that had I also been a buster there would have been some real trouble
Poltergeist: Still a great film. I was surprised watching it now how it really screws around with the gender stereotypes. Too bad the sequal did a total 180 on that.
Nightmare Before Christmas: If it wasn't for the truly awful lyrics and the fact Sally needs to be saved, this would be the perfect movie. I think it has a lot more applicable messages these days than it did when it opened.
The Cabin in the Woods: Love so much about this film. The BF hated it tho.
Evil Dead II: This has not aged well. Enjoyable but there's some groan-worthy bits there now that I never really noticed before.
We Are Still Here:Weird and interesting. It's nice to see a horror movie with a focus on middle aged people instead of teenagers but the insane gore ramp up towards the end just felt goofy.
Poltergeist II: Complete shit. Bleah.
Do not ever change
I live next to, and work on, Fort Bragg, which is one of the largest military bases in the world, and in addition to being where you will find the headquarters to several major commands, is also the home of SPECIAL FORCES. It's kinda a big deal.
Military bases are restricted access areas. The only way to enter the base are through Access Control Points, which are manned by armed guards who stop everyone trying to enter and will only let them pass with proper identification and authorization. Any one not authorized is denied access, and any threat is stopped.
So where does the idiot come in?
Well a soldier was going to a Halloween party on base. He was dressed as a suicide bomber. Simulated explosive vest and everything. And he was wearing the whole get up as he entered the access control point, where he was stopped by armed guards. Who promptly LOST THEIR SHIT in a wholly appropriate and fully professional soldier manner. They assumed, as they should, that it was a real suicide bomber and reacted accordingly, EOD and all. While officials expect it was just a poor costume choice, the incident is still under investigation.
While it should have been common sense, Fort Bragg officials have since released an official statement "Costumes of this sort are not allowed on Fort Bragg."
there is no danger of this ever happening
bettering yourself is for chumps
Holy shit it was so good
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This is nonsense
Hot dogs are garbage food and should be eaten as such
Let the year of post apocolypse costuming begin
You can have good sausage!
That costume got me two free drinks at the bar on Friday, which, coupled with a 10% abv chocolate stout being on sale for $5, made for a fabulous Friday night, and a less fabulous Saturday morning.
I think that's the rules
A common source for EVA foam is the workshop/exercise mats that you can pick up cheap. A number of cosplayers swear by it as the pattern on top works great for things like Mass Effect armor.
http://m.harborfreight.com/4-piece-anti-fatigue-foam-mat-set-94635.html?utm_referrer=direct/not provided
Thats why I bought it....?
Just giving advice on cheap places to get it, and also some explanation for people who don't know what EVA foam is.
Colbert got the perfect Halloween Musical Guests
Need some stuff designed or printed? I can help with that.
Didn't quite have the arm waving motion down, but still fun!
it doubles as my Tourist Ronnie Cosplay
The person I went out with gave me shit for owning two hawaiian shirts though
Did you explain how all shirts become Hawaiian shirts when they are draped over your body?
I did alright...
who's this? someone to help me eat it?? I said help, you vile creature!
The Halloween stuff just disappears like a freaking ghost.
It's a leap year next year, so there is an extra day.
Satans..... hints.....