Halloween 2004

In 2004 we took our party to the streets... to the pub to be exact! We drank, we danced, we spoke English and drank and danced and drank and drank and danced and drank and then we... Well, you get the idea. It was a very educational experience; we learned that bad dancing is o.k when nobody can recognize you, and that walking around the streets in costumes three days before Halloween just isn't a good idea - people just don't wait for explanations.

"I am Count Dracula and this... is my terrifying friend from the darkest pit of hell...
Mr Kitty! Do not mess with Mr. Kitty"

"Halloween disguise? What Halloween disguise?"

"Why aren't any guys chasing us? We don't understand!"

Vilma: "So then Shaggy said: Scooby, stop eating my pot!"
Pocahontas: "Oh that's so funny... What's 'pot'?"

"Yeah, so we are just hanging, you know... a bit of killing, dismembering...
some Disney songs... just a girls night out really."

No, we can't explain the umbrella either... but it's Halloween so who cares!

"So I said, for the hundredth time: Repeat after me: Nationality Na-Tio-Na-Lity!
... and that's when I just got his head and...

"It's orange juice! Honest!"

"Yes, people often mention our great sense of humor.
It just kills them really."