Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

that bad boy really makes your eyes pop.
It's me. It's mama. I'm the Predator.
(DOOR HINGES CREAK, DOOR SLAMS)
ADULT ADAM: And even though that was our last couples costume,
Come on, hand out some candy.
And I'm Elliot, E.T.'s owner!
ADULT ADAM: That night, my mom realized
Freeze, creep. I'm Robocop.
ADULT ADAM: Back in the day, trick-or-treating was my jam.
Trick-or-treating is a nightmare,
to save on electricity.
Oh. Hey. Lost you in there. Sup?
might think differently, given all the facts?
Like JCPenney?
Safety check!
Oh, my God, no.
Well, it occurs to me you've become everything you fear on Halloween.
Are you okay, man? Of course I'm okay.
Just give them the candy back.
You're grounded for a month.
But not this year.
We should combine our data.
(CHUCKLES) Your mothers have failed as mothers,
MAN: Aah! (BOYS SCREAMS)
Bruce Lee?
I was a master of tape and glue-gunning.
"What if my bed had spiders?"
Oh, this is so creepy.
Yeah! I just had the bravery shakes, God.
She's not tired, bro.
And every year, it got worse.
...until my mom turned them into couples costumes.
Besides being a beautiful symbol of our love,
she wants to spend her one night in America
Told you. Haunted house it is.
Come on! Safety in numbers!
I guess this is my burden to bear