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Adam, quite literally a red faced monk. |
Introducing Rob, who coated his head in sugar and stuck it in a candy floss machine for 2 hours to create this stunning effect. |
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And tonight Matthew I'm going to be... Frankenstein (well technically Frankenstein's monster). |
For those moments when one bright colour just isn't enough... |
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Mark in alcohol consumption shocker! |
The Grim Reaper vs. Frankenstein. Who would win? Does anyone care? |
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An exceedingly pixelated Byrnie... |
Can't really see what is going on here... But it seems to involve Rob. |
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The Grim Repear, up close and personal. |
A bit like that Max Bigraves song, you know, I'm a pink toothbrush, you're a blue toothbrush... |
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Hmmm... errrr... not sure what is happening... |
Don't tell me you've never seen a Mummy drink Grenache before? |
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Ok so there I was, minding my own business, in the old crypt, and in comes Lord Newsham and a load of his poncy archaeologist mates, with his whole high and mighty "Oh we're going to give it all to the British Museum" attitude... |
Yea, I think I can fit you in for a bloodsucking on Tuesday... Is that good for you? Oh, lovely... |
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File written by Adobe Photoshop 4.0 |
Must have been taken from the floor.... hmmm... |
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Very dark picture of Erina. |
Excuse me Nicoletta. Yea, there's a couple of Andrex puppies back there and they're kind of upset... |
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All the nice girls, love an ex-convict... la la la la la |
Where's Scrappy Doo at a time like this? Tsk. |
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The toils of toilet paper... |
And here's one I made earlier. |
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I thought you were changing at Crewe? |
Oh it was just a mask. And there was me thinking a real demon sent from the bowels of hell had come to the party. |
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Mad scientists and their accident victim friends, a 14 part collectable series. Free binder with part one. |
Excuse me, could you re-arrange my pumpkin for me? It seems to have shaken itself loose. Ahem. |
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Photographic proof that Justin's groin is like a furnace. |
Pity the photographer on the floor. PITY HIM. |
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Chie plays a crafty trick on Mr. Lang.... pfffffff |
Do you think maybe, if things had been different, if I wasn't insane and you weren't the devil, do you think, maybe, just maybe, somewhere in this god forsaken world there could have been a chance for us? |
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Actually probably not the first picture I've seen involving two women, one man, some parcel tape and a load of toilet paper. |
Look, its Mark's cr-TROUSERS. Note the clingfilm partially obscuring this picture. |
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Rob confessing his mistrust of trifle. |
...whilst in the kitchen... |
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Here's some people smoking! Strange side on view here. |
There to make sure that doorway doesn't get an inch narrower than it should be. Rather like a touching scene from the 1970s film Krull. |
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No, I was just holding it for someone... |
Aggggghhh!!! So that's how Freddy Kruger asks for a cigarette. |
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Lovely smoke effect here, of which I'm secretly very proud. |
Yes, it was that clothes-peg-painfully-placed-on-extremity time of evening. |
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Of course no party would be complete without Japanese girls kissing... |
Luckily we jsut got this in before Byrnie's camera stopped working! (I'm reliably informed it is much better again now). |