Our Halloween pt2

So we get home, have a little more to drink, start to wind down, then the Monk faints. Now I know he's been denying it, and lets face it, you would in his position too, but there's no denying the truth when you have five or six witnesses. He favoured the swaying two stage fall with a hint of yellowing of the skin. I must admit that having someone lose consciousness in your flat is somewhat worrying, and I was relieved when he started breathing again. After a somewhat hurridely thrown together story about inspecting the undersides of our kitcchen unit, he sat up. Now that we had gotten over the initial shock and stopped laughing for just long enough, we began to throw money at him. Not in a cruel way, just a friendly game of pigeon toss into his shirt pocket. He got to keep the money and spend time recovering, and we got a kick ass game out of it. Everybody wins.

Did I mention that someone left a present outside our door? A chair with two planks of wood propped against it greeted us as we came back. I originally thought it was local kids preparing for bonfire night, eagerly waiting to burn us to the ground. Which reminds me, thanks go out to those rapskallion local kids for not knocking on our door asking for money/sweets. Maybe my reputation as a "Sod off and die" type proceeded me.....maybe not.

Eventually I get to go to bed. Next morning I wake up and look in the mirror to find that my blue body paint had spread past my upper lip to cover my entire face. Either I'm absorbing the stuff or I was rubbing my head a lot. Weird as that is, even weirder is the fact that I didn't seem to get any blue on my bedsheets. Nice one.

That reminds me, the whole covering myself in blue thing. When I first revealed my costume to the party goers, my deep seated plan worked. Not only was it said that I did not look anything like me (which I take as a compliment as it is the sign of a well done costume), but it got people thinking (and actually asking):

"How far does that blue go??????"

Unfortunately intrigue just isn't enough in these situations and I was unable to find someone willing to go that extra mile to find out. Shucks.

What else? Oh yeah, two days later I found a blue snot in my nostril. Makes you think.....just how far has this blue absorbtion gone?

And another thing, unfortunately Spicy had an allergic reaction to his yellow body paint so he couldn't come to the party as Lion-O. However we did get to see the dress rehearsal the night before and I'm still in shock at the likeness. I'll see if I can find a photo of that one too.