Before Borat, there was Spiro, King of the Greeks. This was my Halloween costume back in 2002. I did all the hair and makeup myself. When I went to the 99-cent store and asked the woman at the counter, "Is this a flesh-toned lipstick?" she (and the stupid customers) looked at me like I was a transvestite. "It's for Halloween, okay?" I told them. I went to a Halloween party on Long Island in full character (think My Big Fat Greek Wedding meets the Golden Girls). Of course, I got a little too into character and cursed in front of the children, to which I was told, "There's kids here!" Talk about a buzzkill.