That was a good one. The last few times I dressed up for H'ween, I went as a Muslim suicide bomber. I had a red-and-white checkered gelabiya shirt and some loose white pants, and curled a small white bedsheet around my head. I saved up toilet paper rolls for a month, then wrapped them in some red duct tape (I loved that duct tape -- it was beautiful!) to make them look like cartoon sticks of dynamite, with bits of white twine sticking out the ends for "fuses." Strung 'em together in a bandolier across my chest. Certainly in poor taste, but as I said to anyone who dared to give me shit about it: "Halloween is when you dress as something scary. And what's scarier than a suicide bomber?"
That was a good one. The last few times I dressed up for H'ween, I went as a Muslim suicide bomber. I had a red-and-white checkered gelabiya shirt and some loose white pants, and curled a small white bedsheet around my head. I saved up toilet paper rolls for a month, then wrapped them in some red duct tape (I loved that duct tape -- it was beautiful!) to make them look like cartoon sticks of dynamite, with bits of white twine sticking out the ends for "fuses." Strung 'em together in a bandolier across my chest. Certainly in poor taste, but as I said to anyone who dared to give me shit about it: "Halloween is when you dress as something scary. And what's scarier than a suicide bomber?"
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