I'd join the army AND paralyze myself just to hang out with all these lovely ladies.
Now I can't wait to fall asleep tonight.
Sgt. Pepper's lonely heart is about to get much less lonely.
Hopefully no one goes as Poison Oak or Poison Sumac.
Her whiteboard tweet from later in the night: Please zombie Mr. Rogers who's currently hitting on me, leave now.
What else can I say, but schwing, schwing!
She's like a harlequin, but hotter.
She's just bait so he can hurt pervs.
Let me remind you that the weighted companion cube cannot speak.
4 hours of airbrush work just to be hit on by Mr. Potato Head.
One of many little monsters out that night.
That Guy is really distracting me from the game.
It's not fair that Lady Gaga gets 365 days of Halloween a year.
Yo Taylor, cool costume and I'mma let you finish, but Kanye got one of the best costumes of all night. Of all night.
She gets it from Sally Jupiter.
The question to ask isn't which one is the evil one. It's which one is the eviler one.
One of them definitely heard one too many "wanna scissor?" lines.
All sharpened up and ready for a bit of the ultraviolence.
A cane and a bowler cap. Is there anything sexier?
Eat it Lara Croft. There's a new hot gun-toting lady in town.
You better link with a Toruk if you want any chance with her.
Who needs Katy Perry when you've got girls like this?!
Keith Stone had a very good night.
She's so mysterious I have to wikipedia what she is.