[Scout. Tuxedo. Cape. It's on, Mayfield.

He's got the cape over his face Lugosi-style and he's coming your way. Or is outside your window, maybe. OR SUDDENLY BEHIND YOU, LE GASP!]

...

Uh, hey. 'Sup.

[Upon seeing the turkeys on the doormat, Scout has one simple reaction: he grabs an extra table cloth and covers up the whole setting. He's been here too long for this shit, Mayfield. Thanks.

To the lovely ladies of the household:]

Touch those things an' I'll break yer fingers, so help me God.

[Scout's spent too long cooped up or being hunted down by hazmats recently. Now it was finally Halloween, and it was time for fun ( Read more... )