The witch (or warlock, to use the more gender-appropriate term, I guess) costume is from 2003 or 2004. Gilligan put up with my hijinks for a moment or two and then with a quick shake of the head, the hat was dispatched.
Oh, poor ghost. This was just days ago. He let me put his ears through the ear slots, but then he sat very still with his eyes closed. He was in his happy place, I suppose. The costume was then removed. He tends to stand a lot, so I had thought that he would make a good ghost. I was wrong, and Shiner, I promise not to do it again.
I cannot claim responsibility for this jolly fellow, but he sure makes me laugh.
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