and I wanna be one...so I made my own.
So my turkish friends signed me up for the costume contest, and I was cool with it. I figured it was gonna be a little deal where I stand up infront of a few people....no. I couldn't have been any farther off.
Lemme try and explain what it was like. Imagine this : me in suspenders, with a fake mustache, dancing on a runway, infront of probably 200 people I dont know by myself, with the beegee's "stayin alive" playing, stobe lights, live DJ.....yeah it was ridiculous hahaha. But it was amazing. Good thing they were selling beer haha.
here is a pic I got from on of my friends from the volleyball game last night. How awesome is this!
p.s...... BUSTA RHYMES TOMORROW NIGHT!! OOOOOOO SNAP
You are the King of all things costume!! You look kinda of like your Dr. Phil/Borat costume from last year. I am so jealous of all the little tasty treats you are finding overseas. Maybe I'll be luck enough to find some awesomeness in Chicago.
ReplyDeleteYou have no idea the complexity that occurs when Mr. Chad Pryor makes a costume.
ReplyDeleteHa Ha! Lindy and Wills comments are so true! I don't think I can add anymore to them except that I'm glad your having a great time and look forward to having you home this summer. So party on my son and try to stay away from the Crunk part!
ReplyDeleteAAAAnnd, I think I'll go have a SIMITCI!!
ReplyDeleteI walk into this room
ReplyDeleteOh, all eyes on me now
But I do not know the people inside
They look straight through me, these eyes
Seeking more wisdom than I have to give away
Realize, realize what you are...
What youve become,
Just as I have
Are you and I so unalike?
Huddled here dancing on your feet
Just as I am selling simitci
Afraid if we dance along
we might all become Oulaw Meat
So mock the world
Live safe, say why
Dont you know if you live life
Then you become what you are.