This is Mark from Watertown. He’s a faithful ZLX listener who dressed up as “That Guy” for the ZLX Halloween Bash. He just threw any chance he had ever at getting laid at the party for a chance to dress up.
LIKE.
THIS.
I don’t know if I should be honored or horrified. All I know is, dude deserves some props. He came running up to me as soon as I got there to show me his get-up. Thanks Mark!
You can check out the amazing gallery of pics from the Halloween Bash by clicking here!
Here are some of my favorite pictures from the Bash; again, Thanks to everybody who came out!
"Way to commit to your costume, dude."
Q: "Where's Waldo?" A: "Puking behind the dumpster out back"
"Whoever came up with the "Sexiest Costume Contest" idea is a FUCKING GENIUS."
"Is Pete supposed to be the chick from Fleetwood Mac?"
"I usually prefer weed, THEN Pizza, actually.""Let the night-terrors COMMENCE!"
"This is about the point where I blacked-out."
Well, alright then. I’ve been doing this bit on WZLX for over 4 years now, and I’ve got plenty of them, but considering I’ve been seeing more ripoffs of it, I thought I might as well stake my claim.
Listen to it here: WZLX Karlson & McKenzie’s Podcast Page. Originally aired NOVEMBER 2ND, 2009 on 100.7 WZLX Boston’s Classic Rock : The “Karlson & McKenzie” Morning Show. Dowload it here: There are many more here.
THAT GUY – THE DUDE IN THE REALLY REALLY REALLY OFFENSIVE HALLOWEEN COSTUME
Well hey there, future victims of massive coronary failure. First up, big props to Mark from Watertown, who ruined his chance of hooking up with anybody else at the ZLX party, by dressing up in a That Guy-themed outfit, the only guy stupid enough to devote his costume to the seventh most popular bit we do here on the show. Kudos sir. So I hope everybody had fun at the Halloween party, it was fun to see and meet that many great listeners, even if we had to do it while tolerating our PD Mike Thomas’ taste in music. I’m just surprised he didn’t put Cottonmouth Joe on repeat all night.
The costume contests were good too, I was surprised how good some of the outfits were, and how creative some people got, until I spotted our That Guy , or in this week’s case: That Girl. You guys know who I’m talking about, and I’m not going to give creedence by mentioning what she dressed up as, but Wow, she was filled to the gills with bad idea syrup.
While I can appreciate the sheer insane amount of cojones it took to show up in that oiutfit, I still have to saddle you with the title this week That Guy with the really really really offensive Halloween Costume.
Look, I enjoy a risqué costume choice as much as the next guy, even though this past year provided more than ample opportunity and leeway to put a shameless twist on the typical zombie costume. You could be zombie Billy Mays, Zombie Bea Arthur, and of course, thriller-era Michael Jackson. I was even thinking of breaking out my old skeleton costume, throwing a tight black tee and jeans over it plus a mullet wig, and presto! Patrick Swayze! But I thought twice about it and talked myself out of it, because some people might have thought his cancer related death might have dampened the hilarity. It was on the line, and a pack of smokes tucked into the sleeve would’ve put it Stallone-style over the top, so I decided to go with a safer pick.
Granted, the cheerleading coach from Glee turned out to be a bad choice for a costume considering the only two questions I got all night were “Who the hell are you supposed to be?” followed quickly by “Do you have any idea how queer that is?” But there’s always SOMEBODY who goes too far, whether it’s the guy in the penis costume who decides to take it the extra step and strap red balloons all over his torso-slash-shaft, ask Pete what’s that about. Or there’s the guy who decides no one’s going to give a hoot if he wears the Hitler moutstache, or breaks out the martian mask with the sombrero and maracas, or anything so bigoted it’d make Limbaugh blush.
IT RAISES A LOT OF EYEBROWS AND QUESTIONS, like “Who thinks that’s a good idea?” and “Nobody told him that’s probably going to get him arrested for a hate crime?” or the favorite “Kevin’s not going commando under his Fred Flintstone costume, right?” Look, there’s a few things you shouldn’t do on Halloween, like mix vodka and fake blood, TP your boss’ house, or wear anything that rhymed with Slackface, Floo Flux Flan Floods, or Pleebus Ploo Plighst on the Ploss. That’s worse form than the dude who dishes out sweaty handfuls of candy corn, circus peanuts and religious pamphlets to trick-or-treaters.
Look, we all like to let loose on Halloween, When else are you going to see Bob the Builder grinding on the Tooth Fairy out on the dance floor, but there’s got to be a limit somewhere, and if you got to wonder whether anyone might object to your brilliant idea to go as a Blood soaked Jackie-O complete with brain matter splatter on your pink pillbox hat, you might want to rethink your ghoulish game plan. Otherwise, I’ll grab my skull candle and turn you into my own personal jacko-lantern, by cramming it up your cramhole. Do me a favor, don’t be that guy.
