We've all been there -- a few hours before you're supposed to head out to a Halloween party, and you haven't had the time or money to put together a decent costume. Then suddenly, a flash of inspiration hits you or one of your buddies -- but all too often, the final product is just sad at best, or lands you in jail, rumbling with some poor girl's boyfriend, at worst.

We conducted a highly scientific poll (based on our understanding of what constitutes science) of Asylum's writers, staff and friends and came up with this list of some of the most sorry, cheap or just totally tasteless last minute costumes we've ever seen or shamefully worn ourselves.

Jim: As a last minute costume, I dressed up in metrosexual garb, put a bow on my head, and then placed a gift tag on my shirt that read: "To -- Women, From -- God." Obviously, I was "God's gift to women." I did not make out with anyone that night.

Tommy: Last year, I was Mr. Blonde from Reservoir Dogs. I wore a black suit, black tie, and a nametag that said "Hi, I'm Mr. Blonde."

Jennifer: Living up to expectation, my friend and I each put on ripped nylons, a man's button-down shirt, and heels. We smudged our makeup, messed up an updo, and said we were "The Morning After.

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Jim: A good friend went to a house party in college with huge cardboard cutouts over his shoulders that must have been five feet wide. He walked through the party and just kept on knocking into people and spilling drinks. On the cardboard, he painted the words, "In The Way." He was In The Way.

Justin: Last year at a Halloween party I was attending, someone dressed as The Shocker -- basically a hand costume with certain fingers taped down and some smudges on the pinky.

Joshua: My best/worst costume was during my sophomore year in high school. I dressed as a crack vial. Man, I miss the 80's.

Eric: For some reason, I thought it would be awesome to go as an Oscar, like the statue people win at the Academy Awards. I painted my face gold and spray-painted a John Mayer t-shirt the same. But someone at the party was "chemically sensitive" and said they were having a reaction to the spray paint (although I suspect it was really a reaction to John Mayer) and begged me to take it off. Shirtless, with a face that was truly more brown than gold, my costume became simply "sh#t-faced."

Brian: In case you forgot, there's always this one.

Jim:
Our costumes growing up were always homemade since there were seven of us. I remember in 2nd grade, I threw together something in about five minutes -- I had some brown skinny boots, sweat pants, a shirt, vest, and a sword. I was, "a prince." I think that was before I knew what gay was.

Ian: Last year there was a run on sh&t costumes. A pile with a halo called "holy sh*t," a pile with horns called "bullsh%t" and so on. They were awful. Just awful.

Chris: A friend put a lamp shade on his head and wrote on his shirt "I'm a touch lamp: Touch me and I get turned on." Yes, he got laid that night.

We're pretty sure we're lightweights on the topic, so if you think that costume you wore last year that people are still talking about has us beat, please leave a comment and let us know.