Here are some good Halloween jokes for you guys.

THE SEQUEL

One Halloween a trick-or-treater came to my door dressed as "Rocky" in boxing gloves and satin shorts. Soon after I gave him some goodies, he returned for more. "Aren't you the same 'Rocky' who left my doorstep several minutes ago?" I asked. "Yes," he replied, "but now I'm the sequel. I'll be back three more times tonight too."

Classical Music

When Beethoven passed away, he was buried in a churchyard. A couple days later, the town drunk was walking through the cemetery and heard some strange noise coming from the area where Beethoven was buried. Terrified, the drunk ran and got the priest to come and listen to it. The priest bent close to the grave and heard some faint, unrecognizable music coming from the grave. Frightened, the priest ran and got the town magistrate. When the magistrate arrived, he bent his ear to the grave, listened for a moment, and said, "Ah, yes, that's Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, being played backwards." He listened a while longer, and said, "There's the Eighth Symphony, and it's backwards, too. Most puzzling." So the magistrate kept listening, "There's the Seventh ... the Sixth ... the Fifth ..."

Suddenly the realization of what was happening dawned on the magistrate. He stood up and announced to the crowd that had gathered in the cemetery, "My fellow citizens, there's nothing to worry about. It's just Beethoven decomposing."

Disturbing product of the month:
Armour Pork Brains with Milk Gravy
Where and when bought: Ingles supermarket, Asheville, N.C., October 1995, for 73 cents. Bonus points: That delicious milk gravy. Extra special bonus points: Contains a mighty 1,170 percent of the U.S. recommended daily allowance for cholesterol. Yes, that's no typo - 1,170 percent. Suggested alternative use: Switch label with a fruit cocktail cans for a horrific lunchbox prank. Company defense: "People love'em!" piped Nancy Dedera, spokeswoman for Phoenix-based Dial Corp., owner of Armour. But, alas, we couldn't discover the breadth of that love, because she refused to release sales figures. A brain-eater herself (she likes hers with hot sauce), Dedera brushed aside concerns about the whopping cholesterol count, saying, "If you're going to eat brains, you're not going to worry about cholesterol." Good point.