All tasks are faster when you wear a tightly wound bandana. Altho sometimes you get caught in a montage sequence.
So a flapper, Dorothy, and Scarecrow walk into a bar. That's it.
These two sat covered in their bbq tarp, staring at people the whole night. So I captured their souls with my camera. Ha!
Nothing says Juicy Couture like luchadores and tights.
If they really were full of chocolate, Sarah was the woman to find out.
It's all fun and games until someone gets their Parliament blown up.
Since Vince likes to become his costume, this nation of islam getup might prove problematic. Maybe he wouldn't notice any of the jews.
Yeah, still creepy.
"I AM THE MASTER OF YOU!"
Golf club/goatee scratcher.
Mika would cast a spell to amuse everyone, but she's so comfortable on the couch and oh, would you fetch her a fizzy water? That'd be great.
V for Holy Shit this mask is hot.
Without his mask, Brian reverts to his earlier costume: filthy priest with a drinking problem.
Vince demonstrates an iPhone application so vile, so cruel, so dangerous, that it had to be photoshopped out. The man puts on a bow tie and morals just fly out the window. I've seen it happen a thousand times.
