It's all fun and games until someone gets their Parliament blown up.
Sean's claims of giving candy to trick or treaters was proven a lie once again when he was caught reentering the house with 184 milk duds in his mouth.
And thus began the 5 year war of the Pirate Candy Golfers.
"I'm dropping so much glitter on your floors. Teehee!"
Sarah didn't open her mouth much during the party. We suspect this was due to her chewing on human flesh and not wanting to gross everyone out.
Vince: Feel my massive arm!
Everyone: Feels kind of like a polyester jacket.
Vince: It's a cotton blend you fools!
"I AM THE MASTER OF YOU!"
Left to their own devices (with a little help from that mood candle in the middle), a pumpkin and tortilla chips are natural lovers.
Jen tried very hard to prove she wasn't prejudiced against witches. Here she was thinking "See, I'll even let one serve me food!"
Jackie: Screw it. I bet this glitter will make my litter box glow in the dark.
The M&M assassins. Deadly, yet upbeat.
Hard candy shell on the outside, cold blooded killer on the inside.
Everyone, this is Jackie.
The luchador's secret weapon - fucking heaps of cilantro.