Halloween (Part 1)

I'm busy with this is Bakewell. Okay, well, just look around a bit. What's with you, fat Albert? Don't you see that spooky old lady Bakewell? So what? So what? She lives in that creepy old house by the cemetery.

Yeah, she sneaks around, never hardly talks to nobody. She's weird. She's no weirder than any other old woman. That's the trouble. Oh, old people are weird. Hey Rudy, hand me that ladder. Ho ho ho!

See, fan hour, just like every cent, all people are mean. Hey, hey, dig these cool homemade outfits. Yeah, who needs store-bought costumes anyway? Heh heh heh. Hey, small change, tell me again, what's that stupid costume you're wearing?

My giant outfit. Heh, a shrimp like you. Sure, on the world's smallest giant. Duh! Ha ha ha! Man, that's really dumb. Hey, now lay your eyes on these threads. I'm a clown! We know that, but where are you dressed up?

Hey, hola! Hola! Fish eyes on the greatest toy of the door on Earth. We dig you do yeah, you the world's champ are throwing the bull Man we gonna have a great time tonight scaring old dudes. Hey shake a leg. We gotta meet Debbie at the graveyard Robert sorry Rudy

Hey, hey, hey. What's the deal here anyway? Cool it. You'll find out soon enough for super fats. Let's get out of here! I don't like this place! Well, if you're all too chicken... Who's chicken? Not me, I'm not chicken.

I'm not chicken. I am! Now, you're gonna see something that'll knock your eyes out. Ahh! The flesh! Or should I say in the dress?

Ha ha ha ha! Man, me and Debbie shuffle went over on you dudes. Yeah, boy, front-opper. I wish you could have seen a look on your face when I popped out. Listen, Debbie, that's not cool to go around shocking people.