I know I sure did.

I saw a lot of females in costumes like those bunnies.

By the way, how moronic must you be to think that my makeup is anything like the makeup Kiss wore? You'd have to have NEVER seen Kiss for that to work, right? Well, walking around with the other black metal guys, we got "Kiss", "Marilyn Manson", "Alice Cooper", and "Slipknot". Okay, Kiss, Alice Cooper, and maybe Manson, but SLIPKNOT? Of less note were "Satan", "Evil" and one guy mentioned a real black metal vocalist, at least, we think he did.

I on the other hand successfully recognized two King Diamonds and a TIE fighter pilot, who seemed to have the same problems as I. Philistines.

Oh well. I now wish I'd taken more pictures of the scantily clad young ladies that night. I was too busy staring at them though...

Besides, why would I want to share all those nice images with you? :P

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Do you want ants? Because that's how you get ants.

I was quite surpried on Halloween. Me and a friend went as Jay and Silent Bob, and almost everyone got who we were supposed to be, despite Silent Bob ditching his costume at the first opportunity because the trenchcoat and false beard were too hot. The bastard.

You're blocking one of the bunnies.

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I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.

Deal.
>:-D

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Do you want ants? Because that's how you get ants.

Who were you meant to be, anyway? You look a bit like Lobo or whatever that comic guy's name was.

I was meant to be myself, though I probably won't be wearing that particular style of corpse paint on stage. I'd come up with something more original. My paint is most closely modeled after Maniac from Mayhem.

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Do you want ants? Because that's how you get ants.

I don't know how you people put up with long hair. I had to wear a wig for my costume, and it was annoying as hell. It ended up getting drinks spilled all over it at the bar, and nubile young women in bikinis kept coming up and stroking it.

I can understand the problem with the former, but I would be happy if the latter would happen more often to me.

The simple truth is, you stuck that fabricated crap on your head, instant long hair. I grew mine out, and slowly became accustomed to it's length.

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Do you want ants? Because that's how you get ants.

That is a very good point.

Having girls play with my hair is like a cat getting petted. I just start purring and leaning into it...
Hehehe.
YES, I PURR.

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Do you want ants? Because that's how you get ants.

Stop it, you're scaring me now.

That giant phallus behind you should be scaring you more.

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Do you want ants? Because that's how you get ants.

What? No it's alright, I had that mounted there specially.

There is one point in the hair-growing process where I itch to get it cut. It irritates the hell out of me. I'm past that stage now, and could (again) go either way.

I used to have hair down to about the middle of my back. I recently saw some pictures a friend of mine took, and in one of the "poses", my cheek (or chin, can't remember now) is resting on my hand, and my hair trails down my arm. The shot was created to illustrate just how long my hair was. I looked at this picture and thought, "My hair was NEVER that long."

Strange how one's perceptions change after getting it all cut off.

I'm growing it out again, but not intentionally -- more because I'm too cheap/lazy to go get it cut.

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This is not my empire.

I can't stand it when guisers come round. Little brats.

me and 3 friends (yes i have three of them) went as the taliban and the SAS.

i pulled the shortest straw of the short ones and got to be osama (yes i know he isnt in the taliban but then neither am i!)

then they took me to the turkish kebab van run by autism (thats what his name sounds like) who used to like me

im still pooing whole chillies

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Who knows what fear lurks in the hearts of men? MIKE BOBSICO KNOWS! And if you give him a decent tip when he delivers your mail , he might tell you.

I heard that many New Yorkers eschewed the usual witch and vampire outfits to dress up as firefighters. Did any of them dress up as Osama? That'd be asking for trouble.

The club I was in on Wednesday there was a guy dressed up as Osama, and his pal was Bush and they just sort of chased each other around all night in a comedy Benny Hill style.

quote:

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Having girls play with my hair is like a cat getting petted. I just start purring and leaning into it...
Hehehe.
YES, I PURR.

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Or having them polish their ass cheeks on it, or use it for a muff warmer on a cold night for 2 or 3 hours or as a loofa (sp) for their tired feet or...

oh yeah... Like I'm the only one that likes this stuff!

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"Jelly-belly gigglin, dancin and a-wigglin, honey that's the way I am!" Janice the Muppet

Or having them polish their ass cheeks on it, or use it for a muff warmer on a cold night for 2 or 3 hours or as a loofa (sp) for their tired feet or...

oh yeah... Like I'm the only one that likes this stuff!

Perhaps I should consider getting a slaphead.

There is always the risk of "teabagging" though.

huh huh, huh huh.

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When they invent BookFace, I'm -there-.

My Halloween story is best expressed in a Red Meat type comic. It's all true, except of course, I really wouldn't have done that given the opportunity. Plus, they're cartridges :-)

Red Meat Adventures by kaufman 11-02-01

On Halloween morning, my razor fell to the floor and broke. It gets worse. It was an old model of razor that they don't make anymore, so now I'm stuck with 15 blades that I recently bought in a large economy pack and are now completely useless. Worst of all, I was 1500 miles away from home and those razor blades, so I couldn't even put them in any candy.

If you want to see any or all of the 188 digital photos from my trip, you can surf here.

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ken.kaufman@gmail.com

huh huh, huh huh.

Hmm-hmm, yeah, hmm-hmm hmm-hmm.