In 2003, a little film called “Pirates of the Caribbean” hit the theaters. That year’s hot costume was born. Some of us liked the pirate life long before the movie. I grew up in a beach town and we had pirate days and stuff at my school. Once I saw the movie, I knew those old costumes could be useful, so I picked them up from home and took them to college.
I wasn’t in a frat, but I had a group of friends that were kind of like a frat. Four of us lived together with two of them having girlfriends there pretty much full time. We had parties monthly. Well, they were more like get togethers where we’d smoke pot and talk about life after graduation or legalizing weed or libertarian politics vs. far left politics. It was a different time.
Anyway, so we were having this big Halloween bash. I was going to be a fairly decent pirate and not the cheap ones. I was single for the first Halloween in awhile. I was excited. Day of the party gets there and we’ve got the place decked out. It started off laid back, but then we started playing King’s Cup and it got pretty lit from there.