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| Happy Christmas, Cowboy Steve! What's the matter, you seem kind of pale | |
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| Hey Charlie, do you believe in ghosts? | |
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| Of course not, it's a ridiculous idea peddled only by maniacs... wait, you think you saw some ghosts, didn't you? | |
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| Yeah, but that doesn't make me a maniac, does it? | |
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| No, those shrunken heads you have impaled on spikes in the front garden make you a maniac | |
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| First the neighbours, then the council, and now you! | |
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