1: Fake Blood 2: White Makeup 3: .45 Gold Match in case my brilliant plan failed
I would wear regular blue jeans. Lightly torn and stained with shit and blood. Also, an unbuttoned white dress shirt also blotched with the fake blood. I would smear the fake blood and makeup on my face, shuffle around like a zombie stereotype making lame grunting noises.... slowly make my way to the door...
I still can't get a bead on whether or not that video's a fake.
And Holy Hell, I can think of a million situations where I could shit another person's pants. I'd like to do it just so when they ask "Jesus, did you just shit your pants?" I could say "Nope, I just shit your pants."
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