Comments on: Flaming Carrot costume

Flaming Carrot costume

UKnowForKids — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 11:43:36 -0800

Still looking for a Halloween costume idea? How about Flaming Carrot?

By: bob sarabia

bob sarabia — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 11:47:08 -0800

How about this?

By: Floydd

Floydd — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 11:54:45 -0800

GREAT. Now EVERYBODY'S going to dress up as Flaming Carrot this year. Stupid internets spoil everything.

By: quin

quin — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 12:00:02 -0800

Alternatively you could opt of a flaming bananna.

By: quin

quin — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 12:01:21 -0800

Where of == for.

By: quin

quin — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 12:02:49 -0800

And bananna == banana [sob]

By: MrMoonPie

MrMoonPie — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 12:13:39 -0800

Bah--I spent hours making a mask last year, only to have, like, two people in the city recognize it. This year, I just bought one (but it's way cool).

By: Scoo

Scoo — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 12:17:53 -0800

You could walk up to someone dressed as the grim reaper (easy to find on Halloween) and state: "Yes Mr. Death, I'll play you a game! But not chess... BAH!-- FOOEY! My game is--- Whiffleball! HA! HA! HA!"

By: hermitosis

hermitosis — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 12:19:12 -0800

The Flaming Carrot may get all the ladies, but nobody gets more action than Roman Boy.

By: Tenuki

Tenuki — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 12:25:51 -0800

More Flaming Carrots

By: dreamsign

dreamsign — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 12:27:53 -0800

The Flaming Carrot may get all the ladies, but nobody gets more action than Roman Boy. Well, I guess that depends on how you define "action".

By: homunculus

homunculus — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 13:00:07 -0800

How about an elephant?

By: three blind mice

three blind mice — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 13:20:15 -0800

My daughter and I are going out as John Karr and Jon Benet Ramsey. Can't wait for the look of horror on people's faces!

By: 2sheets

2sheets — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 13:23:36 -0800

I'm not looking forward to all the variations on "Steve Irwin with a stingray in his chest" that will dominate the costume scene this year.

By: quin

quin — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 13:24:23 -0800

Scoo : "Yes Mr. Death, I'll play you a game! But not chess... BAH!-- FOOEY! My game is--- Whiffleball! HA! HA! HA!" I dunno Scoo, sounds like a chancey proposition to me; what if, against all odds, you challenge the real Death? I mean, he's been swinging that scythe for a couple of millennia. I bet he'd knock the fuck out of a whiffleball. Then you would be well and truly screwed.

By: TwelveTwo

TwelveTwo — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 13:58:48 -0800

Death doesn't shop for robes at seasonal Halloween stores.

By: TwelveTwo

TwelveTwo — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 13:59:09 -0800

Does he?

By: martinrebas

martinrebas — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 14:20:38 -0800

Already tried it. My mask was made of cardboard, and fortunately oxygen deprivation quickly set in, which I think is the great secret to acting and speaking like Flaming Carrot. On the other hand, walking around with flippers indoors at a crowded party was slightly impractical.

By: weapons-grade pandemonium

weapons-grade pandemonium — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 14:37:13 -0800

And bananna == banana ...and == == =.

By: wfrgms

wfrgms — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 14:38:33 -0800

Fourtune favors the bold indeed. FC creator Bob Burden has always been a hero of mine... Public Immortality What if our days become our dreams? (What then Horatio?) Once I was cutting the buttons off a pile of shirts to be thrown away. LIke the american indians who used all the parts of the buffalo they killed. (they put the horns on their hats and burned buffalo chips in their fires). I was canabalizing useless shirts. I cut out some pockets, perhaps to use as handy things to polish shoes. As the pile of pockets grew, I smiled. That night I took them out with me on my rounds. What do I have in my pocket? More pockets. Girls loved them. Put a pocket to her cheek and let her eyes roll in ecstasy. Here! You can have one. Bartenders even accepted them as tips. I live on Pocket Street. The guy at the 7-11 doesn't understand and wants to call the police. A lecture oon the invention of the pocket in medievil times. How many pockets can you fit into your mouth? At the end of the night I take all of those damned things and glu-stick them all over the car the 7-11 attendant parked out back. He will at least have something to write home about this week.

By: quin

quin — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 14:55:40 -0800

...and == == =. == == =? = != ==. == == ==. Or so I've been led to believe.

By: owhydididoit

owhydididoit — Tue, 17 Oct 2006 22:04:26 -0800

an elephant made me laugh like an idiot.