Yeah and I was Gun Bunny.
A G.I. who earned her arsonist degree by blowing up five kitchens and killing 5 husbands by forgetting to turn off the stove.
I doused my form fitting army colored clothes in fake blood, took an american flag bandana and wore it over my face, had pink bunny ears, wrote "right is right" on the back of my shirt with blood, had my flashlight rigged to a toy assault rife that made annoying noises. I had my cap gun strapped to the side of my leg.
Other peoples costumes were fucking perfect. One was dressed as a mexican and had a sombraro and shit and I was all
"Private Rotten Crotch reporting to base! we got ourselves illegal alien FUCKING ILLEGAL ALEIN" and everytime i'd see the kid I would yell "ILLEGAL ALEIN" and fire my gun.
In the grocery store was the best. A guy was dressed a fucking PAKISTANI! I walked up to him and went
"You fuckin terrorist" and fired m gun. The cashiers had emotionless looks on their faces.
And this is the hippe capitol of the world. Imagine if I grew up in Texas and the Lesbian Abortionist costumes I would come up with. I'd be shot.
Riding to hell in style