West Palm Beach plays host to one of the biggest Halloween parties in South Florida. Saturday night Clematis Street in West Palm was alive with the walking dead, over-sized bananas, hookers, playboy bunnies, movie stars and living puns. It was a lot of fun except O’Shea’s, a small Irish Pub where we made the mistake of walking in searching for a beer and a restroom. Holy hell people, learn how to bartend! I stood there for a half an hour before I finally couldn’t take it any more. I’ve never seen anyone behind the bar move so slow and it wasn’t like I was in line behind a ton of people, I was against the bar. Retards.

Once we split from there we found a small dive bar about 4 doors down and grabbed a beer (or three) with no problem. No lines, no wait for the bathroom….awesome. The streets were full of food vendors and live music. Katherine kept looking for girls with her costume for picture opportunities. We found 4! There was one guy with my costume on except he had “Home Wrecker” written on the back of his wife-beater so everywhere I went, I was heckled, “hey home wrecker!”.

Once 1am hit and the official festivities where over we found a place called the “Underground”, a basement bar we kind of stumbled into. Katherine thought the girl at the door behind the velvet ropes was cute so we went to get a photo and got invited in. Nice.

Aside from the initial beer hunt and debacle we had a great time. We were definitely feeling that one the next day.

I tried to take as many pictures as I could of the costumes and nightlife. Click the image above to see the evidence. Sorry the first few are a bit fuzzy. My camera was not cooperating very well.