The Halloween Tree

Wally:
Oh my gosh!

Jenny:
[looking down from Moundshroud's kite] I just remembered, I hate heights!

Mr. Moundshroud:
Ever wonder why we like dressing up as monsters, beasts and ornery critters?

Tom:
I once wished for something to happen to you so that I could be leader for a change. But I never thought appendicitis.

Pip:
Don't be silly, Tom, I'll let you lead anytime.

Wally:
[Pip's a gargoyle and trying to speak] It's gargoyle language, he can only speak when the rain comes out of his mouth, or the wind blows over his teeth.

Mr. Moundshroud:
Sweet skulls, sweet skulls, crystal sugar candy skulls. Sweet skulls, sweet skulls. Tell me your name, I'll give you a skull.

Tom:
[reading] Dear Tom and all the gang.

Wally:
Didn't mean to spoil your Halloween, off to the hospital.

Jenny:
Something about appendicitis. Don't worry, I'll catch up. Signed...

All:
Pip!

Tom:
Appendicitis?

Wally:
You could die from that, right?

Tom:
P.S., start without me, I'll catch up. Ready. Set. Go?

Tom:
Please sir, trick or treat.

Mr. Moundshroud:
So you've tricked me, is that it? What would a treat be then, hmm?

Tom:
Well, we saw our friend come in here. If you let him go, that would be a treat.

Jenny:
Notre Dame! I think we've built Notre Dame!

Wally:
But this can't be Notre Dame! Can't you see what's missing? Monster faces!

Tom:
You know, stone devils.

Ralph:
Marble demons!

Mr. Moundshroud:
Gargoyles. Ever wonder why we like dressing up as monsters, beasts and ornery critters?

Narrator:
Ah yes, Joe Pipkin. Some say that on the day he was born, all the soda pop bottles in the world fizzed over. Pipkin who could yell louder, sing better, and eat more popcorn. Pip, the greatest boy who ever lived.