I know with every the fiber of my being that they are so much cooler when you participate as a volunteer for the scavanger hunt and not because your mom made you.
And I know with all my heart that it totally rocks when they tell the volunteers that they can wear disguises if they want.
I also know without a shadow of a doubt, that they had no idea who they were talking to when they asked Mike and I to help out.
Our disguises:
The pictures don't capture the true awesomeness of our disguises, but really, they freakin' rocked! No one recognized us at all. At one point, Mike started getting up in one group's face and accusing them of "looking at his girl". Eventually a leader recognized him and started laughing, but before that I think one of the deacons wet himself.