Insano the clown
Yesterday was the big halloween party. Surprisingly enough, pretty much everyone had really put some effort into it and actually dressed up. Of course there were a few exceptions...like Jens, and a few other people I don't know, but otherwise it was costumes all around. I was dresed as some sort of psychotic clown. Unfortunately, my fangs fell out pretty early. You can't really eat anything with them I noticed. But that was a small detail actually.
It took 45 minutes to apply the clown make up to my face and I wasn't completely satisfied with the results. I noticed that the paint smeared very easily and the white didn't cover up all that well. But the effect was okay since I wasn't supposed to be a "clean" clown but rather a crazy one so smeared make up was actually pretty good. I was voted top three best dressed though. The winner was a chick dressed as a big black cat.
The hosts had thought up this "funny" game where each guest was given a card and through the evening was obliged to do what it said on the card. But you couldn't tell anyone what you was supposed to be doing. I was supposed to start talking to imaginary guests. At one point I closed the bathroom door and stood outside talking, like there was someone inside. Marres boyfriend wanted to go take a slash but thought someone was there so he nearly pissed his pants.
martin was supposed to act really drunk but no one really gave that a second thought. When he came into a room he went "WOOOHOOOOO!!!" and held up his arms...and no one even flinched. It was more like "hey martin".
Then we headed out to the club. Surprisingly there were a few people there too that were dressed up. A giant duck, an enormous guy dressed like a woman with the biggest ever seen, a circus manager, a few devils etc were seen.
Unfortunately, the one night I'm decked out like a psycho it was chick-central. The place was packed with hot chicks and lots of other people. Funny enough, very few people recognised me. I saw classmates that had no idea who I was and this one dude from the gym I usually talk to and no one knew me. I also came to the conclusion that chicks really don't harbour a secret fantasy to have sex with a clown.
All in all a ...different evening.
It took 45 minutes to apply the clown make up to my face and I wasn't completely satisfied with the results. I noticed that the paint smeared very easily and the white didn't cover up all that well. But the effect was okay since I wasn't supposed to be a "clean" clown but rather a crazy one so smeared make up was actually pretty good. I was voted top three best dressed though. The winner was a chick dressed as a big black cat.
The hosts had thought up this "funny" game where each guest was given a card and through the evening was obliged to do what it said on the card. But you couldn't tell anyone what you was supposed to be doing. I was supposed to start talking to imaginary guests. At one point I closed the bathroom door and stood outside talking, like there was someone inside. Marres boyfriend wanted to go take a slash but thought someone was there so he nearly pissed his pants.
martin was supposed to act really drunk but no one really gave that a second thought. When he came into a room he went "WOOOHOOOOO!!!" and held up his arms...and no one even flinched. It was more like "hey martin".
Then we headed out to the club. Surprisingly there were a few people there too that were dressed up. A giant duck, an enormous guy dressed like a woman with the biggest ever seen, a circus manager, a few devils etc were seen.
Unfortunately, the one night I'm decked out like a psycho it was chick-central. The place was packed with hot chicks and lots of other people. Funny enough, very few people recognised me. I saw classmates that had no idea who I was and this one dude from the gym I usually talk to and no one knew me. I also came to the conclusion that chicks really don't harbour a secret fantasy to have sex with a clown.
All in all a ...different evening.
posted by Jonas @ 5:49 AM
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