CON: Costumed hotties

What has now become tradition here on JoBlo.com, I put my life on the line
last weekend to bring you a quality selection of Super Hotties (check out Omar’s
work from last year HERE
and HERE). I may have
looked creepy, lurking around the convention floor, one hand holding my camera
the other in my pocket (checking for batteries, yo) but nothing would stand in
my way. Little kids were trampled, bodyguards were beaten, and more than one
moral code was violated. Whatever, let’s get to it.

Every time another
geek passed out after seeing this they put him in Jabba’s belly.

 

Nobody could pry their
hips apart.

 

Hot Fuzz 2: More Hot,
Less Fuzz

 

Dead chicks need love
too.

 

Almost a zombie
nip-slip!

 

The pink
pigtails distract from the fact that her hands are stuck in her bum.

 

The casting call for
this must have been weird.

 

Try and ignore
Wolverine’s little man boobs. Try it!

 

“Don’t turn around.
Some guy is taking another picture of my backpack.”

 

“I told you it wasn’t
going to rain, bitch!”

 

“Does anyone remember
where I parked that stupid f*cking invisible jet?”

 

“Hands above the
equator f*cko.”

 

Sexiest. Shin-pads.
Ever.

 

I waited here for 45
minutes while she unbuttoned her coat.

 

Um, you should really
rub some ointment on that.

 

That’s perfect, now
make me rum & Coke.

 

I remember nothing
after this photo.

 

Sadly, we wore the
exact same thing to the party.

 

That’s right bitch,
bow to that ass!

 

“She’s 6’8″ but I
still think I could eat her.”

 

Purple diapers are the
new camel-toe.

 

She remembers nothing
after this drink.

 

I hate when guys get
in my shots. JoBlo rules!