I dressed up as a very poorly endowed, disheveled, horny old fat man (the scariest thing I could think of, and woefully easy to "pull off")... and I went down to Revive... and in the same fashion as the human kits, I started to beg at their door: "Ke-Ke-Ke-Ken I Ha-Ha-Ha-Have treats, please?".... 
I mustn't have been doing it right, though. Because (aside from the encouragement to "move along" from the nice police officer), it didn't get me anything. Not even raisins.
Happy Hallowmas! (...and to the Revive ladies, terribly sorry for the scare... )
I mustn't have been doing it right, though. Because (aside from the encouragement to "move along" from the nice police officer), it didn't get me anything. Not even raisins.
Happy Hallowmas! (...and to the Revive ladies, terribly sorry for the scare...
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