Halloweenigans

Ever wondered what happens when you give a digital camera to a drunk guy dressed up as a pimp? Well, you’re about to find out. A few scenes from Halloween 2005:

The afro is SOOOO 2004.Who likes blowjobs? “This guy!”

Who’s that shmuck without a costume on?

The Pope must be doing something important.

The Pope telling Pocahontas how she can repent her sins.

Random Shocker.

Now where was I when I took this shot?

Again, where is the camera on this one?

Boobs, and boobs alike!

Flame on!

Somebody isn’t as drunk as they should be!

I wanna tell you a little secret…

Mr. Kevin Federline Spears made an appearance.

The Pope is an important man, he can’t be bothered with pictures!

There was a hammock at this party?

Hmmm… now why would I take a picture from there?

Wow, and those were the shitty ones. There were plenty of good ones… and I might even put up one of me in my P.I.M.P. costume if I decide the internet isn’t full of psychos. Hmmm… maybe I’ll never put those up.

[tags]pictures, halloween, photos, humor, funny, party[/tags]



4 Responses to “Halloweenigans”

  • Dear Jane

    i promise not to turn stalker if you post the pimp photos. Those are some of the most hilariously shitty pictures I’ve ever seen.



  • Mojotek

    Thanks for the compliment Jane. I’ll probably put one up of me in my Pimp suit. It’s not like I’m exactly a prototypicl stalker voctim anyway.



  • patt

    Its got everything boobs and bishops helmets u should be ashamed of yourself..lol



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