We look forward to this guy's house each year. The first year we went, he was sitting in a grim reaper costume on a chair with the bowl of candy on his lap. But he hadn't moved the entire time we meandered up the walkway, so the kids assumed it was stuffed. When they reached for the candy he moved and said something, which scared them out of their wits. This year he came out talking about how he'd already taken his head off to wash, not expecting visitors so late. The kids weren't quite sure what to make of it for the first few minutes he was on the porch, and just eyed him warily.
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