Viggo Industries

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Help, we have a one-day-old infant with a doctorate doing rocket science.

"I keep tripping over my costume."

"An apple?"

"That house looks great!"

"I'm not sure we should go down that street."

"Have the kids gone out already?"

"We have to wait until sunset!"

"No fair! Your costume is getting you more candy."

"We need to go to this one house that gives out full size chocolate bars."

"Let's go around to the rich neighborhood."

"That place looks creepy. I'm not going up there."

"Someone is hiding in the bushes over there."

"I'm not scared!"

"That costumes cool... but who are you suppose to be?"

"Faster! We need to get to all the houses!"

"Did you hear that?"

"I can't see. My mask keeps getting in the way."

"Nice pumpkins."

"Did it have to rain tonight of all nights?"

"Is the candy situation light this year or is it just me?"

"So you're going as a discoball this year?"

"I love those lights!"

"Something doesn't feel right..."

"Is it snowing?"

"I swear someone's following us."

"There's something in that window!"

"Seems kinda warm for Halloween, doesn't it?"

"The school has doughnuts and cider."

"I'm hungry."

"I think I ripped my costume."

"I shouldn't have worn these shoes."

"Can we trade?"