Also when I was a kid, those Cooper costumes at least made an effort to replicate the look of the character they were meant to portray. At some point after I had aged out of trick-or-treating but while my brother was still doing it, some marketing idiot decided that instead of recreating the character, they'd just slap a picture of them on the chest of the costume. So you still had to go around in this horrible plastic thing, only now it looked nothing like the thing you're meant to be. And worse yet, it had a picture of them on your chest. The last person who'd go around with a picture of Spider-man on his chest is Spider-man. Still raises my blood pressure to this day.
Our school held a Halloween carnival every year, organized by the 8th grade. The day began with a big assembly, each grade parading around the gym in turn, then it was a full day of themed food, games and prizes. The highlight was always the 8th grade's haunted house. During our year, my friend Jason played Dr. Jekyll. He'd drink from a frothy test tube, then disappear behind a curtain, and I'd emerge all decked out in a monster mask, gloves and the same lab coat. I thought it was a really lame gag until I scared the crap out of this one kid.
Also when I was a kid, those Cooper costumes at least made an effort to replicate the look of the character they were meant to portray. At some point after I had aged out of trick-or-treating but while my brother was still doing it, some marketing idiot decided that instead of recreating the character, they'd just slap a picture of them on the chest of the costume. So you still had to go around in this horrible plastic thing, only now it looked nothing like the thing you're meant to be. And worse yet, it had a picture of them on your chest. The last person who'd go around with a picture of Spider-man on his chest is Spider-man. Still raises my blood pressure to this day.
Our school held a Halloween carnival every year, organized by the 8th grade. The day began with a big assembly, each grade parading around the gym in turn, then it was a full day of themed food, games and prizes. The highlight was always the 8th grade's haunted house. During our year, my friend Jason played Dr. Jekyll. He'd drink from a frothy test tube, then disappear behind a curtain, and I'd emerge all decked out in a monster mask, gloves and the same lab coat. I thought it was a really lame gag until I scared the crap out of this one kid.