FACE the FACTS

[littlebean]

It was my sexy ass friend Brittany. She did a lot of work with the scars, you just can't see it in the picture.

Later on on our trick or treating we replaced the luchadore mask with a batman mask. Next house we went to the lady handing out candy thought I was retarded. She started with the whole "Aw who's scarey? YOU ARE! Who's a scarey ghost!?"

So we played along and I pretended to be mentally handicapped for the rest of the night. Instead of saying trick or treat at the next house I gave the man a vacant stare and kinda drooled a bit. Then when I finally decided to shout TWICK OR TWEAT I didn't stop until Joker told me to. Then I kept on reminding him that I"M BAMAN! BAMAN!

I got a lot of "aws" and "that's cute" from people. When we left I whined for Joker to lift me off their porch cuz it was too high and scarey. People made fun of my costume, but when they learned I was "handicapped" they stopped.

Many lols were had.

Nate I want more details on this zombie hunt. So was it basically like zombie manhunt?

[Zombzeh Nayt-o!]

and I pretended to be mentally handicapped

Wait a second . . .

/cough

Anyways! Humans vs. zombies entails getting a group of participants together, giving them nerf guns, and telling them to survive. If you became a zombie, you were obligated to act the part and try and attack humans. Zombies could not use nerf guns. Shoot a zombie player enough times, and they "die," as in they have to go back to a certain point in the designated area of the game and move on from there. Most zombies were slow ones, a few were runners. One guy who took a zombie role was about 7'0, 400lbs, and him attacking us usually meant it was time to treat him like a Left 4 Dead tank, because it took, like, two dozen shots to take him down. If you were taken out by a zombie and turned, you had to play a zombie for the rest of the night.

Thus it was my goal to survive the entire night-- and survive I did. All I had was a modified nerf Maverick, an extra un-modified Maverick, and a flashlight that could double as a convincing spotlight (used police style, of course; flashlight held underhanded right below the handgun). And let me tell you, when someone's running at you at tackling speed, flashing a light in their face really throws them for a loop.

It was terrifyingly fun, though. Shit really had me on edge, too. Ten of us were hounded all at once by, like, a dozen zombies that just kept coming-- pushed us back into a small building with no lights. Shit got rough. The last half an hour called for a last stand, too. It had us outside of a building, with all the zombie players coming at us at once. Mostly runners, too. We'd take one out, he/she'd walk back behind the building, and would run back at us again.

Really tense sometimes, called for a lot of hiking and running, but was fun as hell.

[littlebean]

And all I did was go door to door getting candy. I don't even LIKE candy.

Fuck. Even though me and my friend had lotsa fun, that doesn't even frikken compare. I wish I was there. *jelus*

[littlebean]

Am I the only one who posts pics?

After the wizard party.

[littlebean]

Srsly why am I the only one posting here?



Oh, I hate being disappointed, Smee. And I hate living in this flawed body. And I hate living in Neverland. And I hate... I hate... I *hate* Peter Pan!

[The End]

You're a very strange young lady.

[littlebean]

Walk the plank bitch.

[The End]

Bitch, I'll plank your walk like Nate decorates.

Bitch. In other news, holy shit bored.

[littlebean]

You mean you'll plunder Nates booty.

[The End]

Alas, not much left to plunder.

[littlebean]

Not that many photos were taken at this years zombie walk but here's what I have.