I remember when I was pretty young, I was going to the kitchen and spotted my sister sitting on the couch dressed like this; white makeup all over her face, black lipstick, her hair up in some weird looking ponytail, wearing this weird, plastic-y black dress. I did a double take, stopped, and started laughing uncontrollably. This went on for a bit until I eventually went into the kitchen, but when I came back out, I saw her again and just started laughing my ass off. Never said a word, just laughed. She never did that shit again after that day. I am a good brother.