With but a few hours left in Halloween, I find it reprehensible that no one has yet started a thread to post pics of us in our costume finery. As a matter of fact, I'm not sure it's ever been done here (I would go back and look, but that would take, like, a long time).

Do it now!

(yes, I shaved my head just for this costume. I'm hardcore.)

Life is suffering, and looking at that picture certainly proves it.

I worked for the world's biggest Halloween costume manufacturer. Back in my fat days, they had me model five of their plus sized costumes for the packaging and catalog. My big ol' body and face was on every shelf in Wal-Mart, Target, Toys R Us, Party City, and costume shop in the U.S.. You've seen me in costume already, you just didn't know it.

Yes, I have the pics. No, you can't see them.

Here I am!

I went as John Lennon (on the two virgins cover).

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Life is suffering, and looking at that picture certainly proves it.

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Late costume ideas.

We went to the chainsaw clown house again this year. In North Seattle the guy does dry ice and chases kids with a chain saw while he's dressed like a butcher (blood spattered) and wearing a rubber nose and big shoes. My son is 8 now, and was expecting it, so he wasn't near as put out.

The alien Elvis yard was good too. He added undead Bush/Kerry figures. And the skeleton blood fountain was particularly well lit.

I was a cow this year. I like when people yanked my udder pretending to milk me.

That's right. I'm Goldberg, without the muscles, money, women, or fame.

And a gut.

I went as Super Mario.

No picture.

My coworkers were doing superhero themed costumes (though everyone cheesed out, the bastards) and I still hadn't thought of anything by that morning, so I made myself a nametag that read "Mild-mannered temp Jessica Bragg. Not a superhero, no sir."

Then I made a fake news article about a new superhero in Metropolis named Supertemp, and taped it to the wall of my cubicle.

The article stated that supertemp was more efficient than a speeding bullet, more accurate than a room full of obsessive-compulsive English professors, and able to empty a phone queue in a single breath.

It went over pretty well.

I dressed up as my SC character.

No pants, eh?

At work we got to dress up on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. In doing so, we got a $5 gift card. First they pay me to play with plants and shiny objects, and now they give me a bonus for wearing a costume. Fools.

Friday I went as a cat burglar. That's a cat who is a burglar. I borrowed a collar from one of my cats and a mousie from the other, which was attached to my glove so I could bat at it. Which I did. A lot.

Saturday I wore the same outfit minus the cat collar, ears, tail, and mousie and added a Spetsnaz patch and actually wore my work vest. This time I was a Soviet intelligence agent sent to infiltrate the heart of capitalism. Few people got it.

Yesterday I went as a Victorian-era vampire. Middle class, not upper class. I love the dresses, but refuse to wear them. Freaking nutcases.

Pictures of me in the cat outfit are on display at Wal-Mart for the costume contest. I might get around to taking pictures of the others if I really feel like struggling back into that corset.

I like Halloween, and always consider making a costume, but am too damn apathetic to.

Plus, with how lazy I am, I'd only want to go as someone I already look like, so there's as little effort as possible. Until recently, that only gave me one choice: Dan Hibiki from Street Fighter Alpha. I've got the right attitude to play him, too.

This year, there was another possibility that nearly had me dressing up: Usopp from One Piece. But I used the fact he hasn't appeared on the cartoon yet as my excuse to not do anything.

Man, I'm lazy.

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I might get around to taking pictures of the others if I really feel like struggling back into that corset.

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It'll prolly be a while before the film gets developed (more than likely 2 months) and I'll be able to show my halloween costume. I dressed as a cat, like I do every year and waited patiently to give out candy to trick-or-treaters (who never ended up coming to the door).

I went one year as the Grim Reaper. People said, 'It's supposed to be a Halloween party, not come-as-you-are.'

So I went as a Christmas present this year.

:P

I went as an HMV employee. It was technically a costume because we're not open past 6 on weekends.

DragonXero went as a bearded penis.

I, however, went as an asshole. I just dressed normally.

DragonXero went as a bearded penis.

I, however, went as an asshole. I just dressed normally.

Once upon a time, in the 80s, I go to a fannish costume to-do in my normal party clothes, which remain much the same to this day: black slacks, black T, and a sharp Italian double-breasted blazer. Some big, dumb Green Beret wannabee in a Batman getup (complete with fake muscley chest) comes up to me and says kinda hostile-like: "You're not in costume. This is a costume party."

So I says, "it is too a costume. I'm SUPER-WOP!"

Tough Batman guy frowns. "I'm Italian," says he, sort of squaring up to me.

"So am I," I lie.

He says menacingly, "Really? You don't look Italian."

"My family is from Sicily, so we're fair-haired," I lie, with absolutely no idea if this claim bears any relation to any fact on this planet.

"Oh. That's OK, then," he says, and turns to go.

"Just kidding," I says. "I just thought 'Super Wop' was a funny thing to say." Then I laugh in his face.

Batman fumes at me a minute then walks off, I dunno, to go beat up The Penguin or something.

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Batman fumes at me a minute then walks off, I dunno, to go beat up The Penguin or something.

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Didn't anybody take any freaking pictures of their costumes? I need to be cheered up!

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Large women can be hot too. Just look at the 50-foot woman in Attack of the 50-Foot Woman.

I kinda wanted to tag that Large Marge from the Pee Wee movie. Then it turned out she was dead...

That is so fucking hot.

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Me tinkerbell, Nathan Peter Pan = a tale of unrequitted love

Travis A little Devil. Pictures available upon request.

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Me tinkerbell, Nathan Peter Pan = a tale of unrequitted love

Travis A little Devil. Pictures available upon request.

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This very thread is, in fact, a request. Thus far, I may as well have called it "everyone look at my halloween costume."

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This very thread is, in fact, a request. Thus far, I may as well have called it "everyone look at my halloween costume."

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Me tinkerbell, Nathan Peter Pan = a tale of unrequitted love

Travis A little Devil. Pictures available upon request.

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Peter Pan Signs Huge Endorsement Deal for Harrah's Casino and Resorts.

Dude. attitudechicka is hot in that Tinkerbell getup.

Nathan bought the costume.

It says "Sexxxxy Tinkerbell" on the label.

Also, on that third picture, the guys at the photolab had some fun making it look like the top was just a boob covering piece.

Pssh. Hot=Sexy=Foxy=Hot. Now I'm going to have to look for that costume in my fiancee's size.

You want sexy? Okay, I'll give you sexy:

Remember these things?

I did, two Halloweens ago:

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Remember these things?

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You want sexy? Okay, I'll give you sexy:

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I guess people didn't need to greet you with, "Hey, how's it hangin'?"

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Remember these things?

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I did, two Halloweens ago:

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You want gay? Okay, I'll give you gay:

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Speaking of which, I would look great in these:
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You sure would. The costumes are good, too.

I'll be Studebaker Hoch this halloween. I'll post pictures when I finish the costume.

This Halloween I'll be dressed as... a deployed soldier... :(

Behold! Ivy and boorite fresh from a Halloween party!

I am a victim from my favorite/most hated movie, The Day After Tomorrow. Either that or a resident of Wyoming 6 months out of the year. You decide. By this time, half the fake ice on my face had peeled off, hence the lack of stuff around my mouth. I did spray my pants with fake snow. That was a barrel of laughs. Especially for the furniture. And my car seat.

You have to guess what boorite is. Those sparkles are actually the manifestation of his 1337 guitar skillz.

Clearly boorite is the Zombie Holly.

Herman's Hermit, Rock 'N Troll, or he's a Nob Goblin'