Originally Posted by
JohnnyEgo
In the 80s, we lived in a D.C. Suburb. My little brother announced that he wanted to be an 'airplane'. Not a pilot, the actual plane. How the hell do you dress up as an airplane, you might ask? Not the way my father thought it up. He put my brother in a white sheet and drew some 'windows' on it. Then he made him some posterboard fins and wings for his arms and legs, and a posterboard cone with 'propellers' coming out of it for a hat. Except they kept drooping down, so he took some string to tie them up to the cone. The net effect is exactly as you are picturing it.
We went to my first neighbor's house, and he nearly had a heart attack. We immediately went back home, and my father made a giant sign that said "Airplane" and tacked it to my brother's cone hat. It was the one Halloween that will live forever in family lore.
