I loves me some Halloween. Think about it, you get to dress up, girls seem to feel the need to dress up slutty (who am I to argue?), and it involves candy. It is like Christmas - with MORE candy..... and mummies.
This year, in an effort to either kick a man when he is down or beat a dead horse, I decided to dress up as Billy Mays - the Oxy Clean guy!!! Turns out, not only was this a popular costume, but his own family was endorsing a "contest" for the best Billy costume. The prize? I shit you not: a tub of oxy clean, some signed DVDs and some stickers. Unfortunately, no cocaine was included.
My costume didn't turn out QUITE how I wanted it to, but I think that I still pulled it off. The beard was an Abe Lincoln beard, the mustache was Groucho Marx, and the wig was Elvis. Unfortunately, the combination didn't look quite as good as I thought it would. (Who would have thought!?)
My brother in law went as Ron Burgundy. We all agreed that he looked just a little bit more like Ron Jeremy. You be the judge:
A friend of a friend dressed up as one of the guys from Reno 911. NOT ONLY did he grow out a full mustache, but he also shaved his legs. How do you spell dedication? H.i.l.a.r.i.o.u.s.
Finally, another friend of a friend dressed up as Gieco money. Notice how I am not making a comment on the eyes and the likeness to boobs. See how good I was there?