The bits I remember were great fun. The bits I don't remember I'm told were fun too. Apologies to both Spencer and Scott who received the brunt end of the crazy. You boys are good friends. Please don't leave... no really.
Best part of the weekend? The MUD RUN!!
A costumed 5k topped off with 300 feet of mudpit.
There were some GREAT costumes there. Several Mario Parties, Pac-Man and the Ghosts, a Flock of lost sheep, 5-6 Brides, Oompa-Loompas, and Zombies. Lots and lots of Zombies.
We started out the race jogging along and a (what's the word for group of zombies?) herd of zombies were stumbling along next to us in the Romero fashion. Then, a blood-chilling shreak was loosed and SHAMBLE SHAMBLE SHAMBLE, those zombies blasted past everyone in a truly horrifying 28 days later sprint.
Then, someone dressed as a hunter (Well, I think it was a costume. Arkansas remember?) "shot" the zombie and he flopped over dead in the field.
Good times.
We dressed as "The Flash" mostly so we could wear men's underwear on the outside. When the lady at Target learned what we were doing she made us promise to bring back photos of how ridiculous we looked. Then gave me her work schedule. I think she was serious...
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