It's that time of year again: Halloween. This year, being the ol' socialite that I am, I have no plans. In fact, in lieu of exciting party plans, I bought myself pumpkin pie and white chocolate. Don't worry; it's what's cool now. I may not have friends, but at least I can buy myself obesity and diabetes. That sounded way better in my head.
Anyway, for those who are still panicking over last-minute Halloween costumes that'll make that special person want to stir your witch's brew (worst innuendo ever), I've got ideas for you:
Slutty Steve Jobs
Slutty Wall Street Occupier
Slutty Herman Cain
Slutty IRS Agent
Take your pick. I could roll these out all night.