Sir_Quality_U_Feel wrote:How did your Halloween go. If it's not a holiday where you're from, what did u think phnom Penh' s version?

I'd say the thunder sounded pretty authentic.

Well, I didn't even look into whether it's celebrated here in Saudi or not, but I'm guessing I didn't miss anything.

However, I did notice a few chicks dressed like ninjas. Maybe they were on their way to a party.



I have spent my day (besides catching up on work I was too lazy to do while at work this week) checking out Cambodian chicks Facebook pages to see their Halloween.

I had to go to the hospital one year dressed as a fucking clown.

Someone threw a beer bottle at me and split my forehead open.



And the first time I was truly high was on Halloween.

Someone had some Jamaican red and we got high as hell and ran around neighborhoods egging houses.

I was actually in tears walking back into my house at the end of the night as I was still so high I knew my mom would bust me.

I opened the front door and.....WOOHOO! ! ! She had already gone go bed! ! I wouldn't get caught being stoned for another year or so!



I also dressed up as a cop once and went around town taking pictures with real cops and stealthily flipping them off in the pics.



And another year my Caucasian girlfriend put chopsticks in her hair, drew long eyelines with her makeup, wore some weird silk komodo looking shit and said, "I'm Asian for Halloween!"

I told her, "You can't just be "Asian"! That's racist! You have to be a certain Asian person, like Lucy Lui or something."

She then pointed out all I was doing that year was wearing a dress and being "female."

I chickened out at the last second as I just couldn't leave the house in a dress. I ended up just putting my blood-stained clown outfit on.



That's always been a big holiday for me back in the States.

StroppyChops wrote:

General Mackevili wrote:I had to go to the hospital one year dressed as a fucking clown.

There truly is a fetish for everyone.

The doctor/hospital was NOT impressed.

They almost made me wait until I was less drunk until they did the surgery or used novacaine on me.

I actually sent the doctor flowers the next day as an apology for her and her staff having to deal with my drunk and obnoxious ass.

And the next day in college was not fun. I had a crazy looking black eye that couldn't be ignored.