Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Pre-h'ween in LA, Night 3

My last night we did a mystery dinner. I was a serving wench (read: ho) - not sure why I was assigned this. So against type.

Sugar was a horror writer and here we are rockin it:

Needless to say, I did not guess the murderer, since it was not me. :-( I get really confused after about an hour and everyone starts to fling accusations and I start wanting my woobie.

1 comment:

  1. That's just a picture of us on any given Saturday night. Skull, anyone?