A cold, weathered hand pierces the rust-laden earth of a late autumn night. Reanimated decay becomes the evening's guide. Masked faces bask in the fiery glow of a jack-o-lantern's illumination. A lifeless finger points the direction toward the next porch-lit house. For this is the night of ghouls and goblins and tricks and treats. This is the night of Hallowe'en...
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That was the best part of Scooby Doo - the music montage.
Lady M: "I know the place where I'm goin', and the place where I'm goin's just around the bend!" :)
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