Sarah: You're sure smearing charcoal and car grease on my face is more realistic than just makeup?
Yeah, still creepy.
Without his mask, Brian reverts to his earlier costume: filthy priest with a drinking problem.
If they really were full of chocolate, Sarah was the woman to find out.
Christine had seen this swordplay end in tears too many times to be a participant again.
Since Vince likes to become his costume, this nation of islam getup might prove problematic. Maybe he wouldn't notice any of the jews.
"I've killed men with stares just like this. But I'll let you live. There's no way I'm cleaning up that kitchen by myself."
So a flapper, Dorothy, and Scarecrow walk into a bar. That's it.
All tasks are faster when you wear a tightly wound bandana. Altho sometimes you get caught in a montage sequence.
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.
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.
These two sat covered in their bbq tarp, staring at people the whole night. So I captured their souls with my camera. Ha!
