Dad on right: Just remember kids, if your friends ask, these costumes were made for the parade. You don't wear them around the house whenever your mom demands it.
Unlike the dog parade, this wasn't an animal friendly event.
The ability to drop anchor while standing upright was the captain's greatest asset.
Absolutely no dropping of acid during next year's parade. I have to make a promise to myself.
In an effort to create an "asteroid belt" for her ring, Julia's little brother threw kitty litter at her.
Ruined the moment for everyone.
Her plumage attracted the unwanted attention of a flock of parakeets.
The octopus chariot fighters of Ra were cut out of Ben-Hur at the last minute.
Don't judge their love.
"Alright ladies. If any of you know who cut up my pants last night, please step forward. I promise not to crush you. Much."
While her zombie dance didn't catch on, Zoe's belly lint sunrise would be talked about for years.
"You've got a human finger in your water bottle. Don't...don't drink that."
Spirit fingers in full effect.
Being only dealt a glancing blow by the latest confetti barrage, Cassandra counts her blessings.
Only to be nailed by the most colorful bukkake this side of a Rainbow Brite gangbang.
