My brother, the sicko

My brother sees Halloween as a mission.

A mission to create elaborate, custom-made costumes.

One year, he went as a man in the process of being struck by lightning, with glowing lightning bolt coming out of his head.

Last year, he went as one of those fortune teller machines like in the movie Big. He walked around with a huge box around him, coin slot, fortunes and all.

This year, he is a sick, sick man.

The lower body is fake.

Note the simulated “ripping in half” below.

10 thoughts on “My brother, the sicko”

  1. Your brother has too much time on his hands.

    Oh, and talent, lots of talent!

    Great costume.

    I was considering just putting a box on my head and going as “The Thing Under Bush’s Jacket”

    • You would think that considering he has a $20,000 house with lots of fix-up work to be done, he would have less free time.

      I guess it’s all about priorities.

      Box on head = funny.

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