Tie a potato to a string, and then tie the string around your waist, so that the potato is suspended between your legs. When asked, declare yourself a dick-tater.
Wrap yourself in sandwich wrap and then cover that in cooked instant oat-meal… go as a booger.
(I know a guy who used to do that… eew)
One of my favorites and one that I used for many years…
Get a plastic witches cauldron about 8" across and 6-7" deep. You can find these in stores like Target for about 4 bucks. Make sure it fits on your head like a helmet with the handle looped under your chin. Get a bottle of white-out (or any other white paint) and paint the words “Pot Head” on the front so it’s readable when it worn. Go have fun.
Some of the best I’ve seen:
A gal in a black body suit with alternating fluorescent orange and green yarn stitched in a tight linear pattern (very hard on the eyes) She was a hangover.
A couple who went at nudists in hand crocheted, stark white, neck-to-ankle body suits with all the anatomically correct bits done in pink.
The afore mentioned booger.
An entire fraternity who sprayed their hairs off to the left and stuck wires in their ties and coat jackets so they also stuck out 90 degrees to the left. Except one who did it to the right. They were all “walking in a high wind” I asked “What happened to you?” to the fellow who was all to the right. He said “Oh! I stand this way.” and turned to face his buddies. The effect was striking.
But the Best by far..
A Guy with messed up hair, a shirt with broad yellow and purple stripes brown Bermuda shorts, brown shoes (untied) and socks, and a mass of brown crinoline like a big hoop skirt from his waist to the floor. I looked at him and didn’t get it. He said “How 'bout now?” and did a little dance where he shrugged his shoulders and looked from side to side while slightly bouncing. Then it was obvious… he was “pigpen” complete with his own dust cloud from the Peanuts comics featuring Good ole Charlie Brown.
My friend was Quail Man last year. I thought that was pretty funny. I was kind of thinking of something similar. An old character from my youth or something.
The Halloween party in CHapel Hill, home of the University of North Carolina, is famous for the crowds it attracts - into the many thousands. I went years ago. The most memorable costume was actually two - some guys dressed up as King Arthur and Patsy from MP and the Holy Grail. The masterstroke was the coconuts.
That had occurred to me. How 'bout one step further: Get a white stuffed rabbit, tape it to your neck, and put a bunch of red finger paint down your neck and chest.
There’s a really nice Samba outfit with a pink and purple feathery headdress. You’ll need to supply your own really high heels, but I have lots of gold body paint left over . . . although I don’t recommend you use it on your more fleecy parts.
Oooh . . . I know! I bet you’d like to be a pirate! I have something very special you can use for a black head scarf! You’ll need a chef’s knife cutlass and a scary tattoo . . . Amar knows where to get really good ones, but be sure to bring your own magic marker, because all they have is pink.
A nun’s habit will also be coming available shortly . . . you’ll need to learn Dominique and bring your guitar. [I’m afraid I’ll be needing the Britney Spears Thing . . . and a couple of the veils . . . Nano and I have an engagement. Hmmm, I wonder if I should bring the lutefisk? It being Minnesota and all . . . ]
Lambchop, lutefisk is for Christmas. It’s actually an old traditional strictly-for-survival food, and eaten hereabouts under the pretense of celebrating whatever Scandinavian heritage -primarily Norwegian- one has left, but it’s really a gustatory form of Nordic penance. I tried it once. It was enough.
O Lutefisk, O Lutefisk, how fragrant your aroma.
O Lutefisk, O Lutefisk, you put me in a coma.
You smell so strong, you look like glue
You taste yust like an overshoe
But Lutefisk, come Saturday
I tink I’ll eat you anyvay…