Fifth grade I had a cheapo ass Jason mask, one of them ones that don't even look like a hockey mask really, and I used my shirt from the day before with kool-aid stains on it and I tried to pass it off as "blood" even though when it dried up it was a really light and didn't look a thing like blood, and from first to second grade I was a ninja dressed in black hand me downs and a rag on my face, third grade was pretty bad assed cuz I upgraded that shit to Sub-Zero from Mortal Kombat by using a piece of blue cloth for the face mask, and a pair of blue sweat pants over my shirt to look like the shoulder things they wore in the game, shit actually looked pretty good, and I don't think anyone knew that the shit I was wearing over my black tee was just a pair of blue sweat pants...