It was Halloween time, and my brother had begged me to do him up as a gruesome zombie. He felt that I would know what would look real, and that the more real he looked, the scarier it would be.
After several of his friends saw how he looked, the whole horde of them game to me with money, asking to be the next masterpiece that I created. I decide that year, that I was going to do this every year, from then on.