No, Really, Ronnie, It's Good To Share

Larry's Zombie Bag Was A Nearly Virulent Green With Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles On It. I Was Almost Afraid To Ask What His Vampire Bag Looked Like.

The Only Good Enemy Is A Dead Enemy.

I Wanted To Say Something Brilliant. My God, Holmes, How Did You Know The Zombie Was Hiding In The Flower Pot? But I Couldn't Lie.

I Turned Down Halloween Parties Every Year, Where People Wanted Zombies Raised At The Stroke Of Midnight Or Some Such Nonsense. The Scarier My Reputation Got, The More People Wanted Me To Come Be Scary For Them. I'd Told Bert I Could Always Go And Threaten To Shoot All The Partygoers, That'd Be Scary. Bert Had Not Been Amused. But He Had Stopped Asking Me To Do Parties.

Edward Smiled, I Smiled, Even Bernardo Smiled. Olaf Just Looked Sinister.