Old, OLD Halloween Humor.

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My neighbor is a paleontologist and he invited me to his Halloween party tonight.

My costume is Dean Martin with a broken arm.

Yeah, I'm a deano soar.

Wait. Wait, come on back.


His wife sez he's a big phony. Seems he tells everyone he loves the Pleistocene era, but he really hates it.

Yeah, she can't stand the epoch-crisy...

thud.

Get off the floor, it's not that bad.

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