Me: Hello gourd-geous! Howl you doin’?
Nell: Am I going to have to listen to your awful puns all day?
Me: Yes. It’s Halloween. You should join in. Let’s get this party startled.
Nell: Not happening.
Me: Come on. Let’s give ‘em pumpkin to talk about.
Nell: Let’s not.
Me: We need to witch people a Happy Halloween.
Nell: I’m wearing a hat. That’s more than enough.
Me: It really suits you. You and Harriet look simply eerie-sistible and so does my Big Brave Boo-tiful Boy.
Nell: Fortunately The Cat has a wide selection of hats for all occasions.
Me: Was it difficult to decide witch hat to wear?
Nell: Good grief.
Me: I‘m not sure Nigel likes Halloween but he’s giving it a gourd try.
Nell: It’s supposed to be his scary face.
Me: Do you know I sometimes dream of being witch and famous?
Nell: Please stop.
Me: But it’s just witchful thinking.
Nell: Help.
Me: Because you can’t always get what you wand.
Nell: I need a cup of Earl Grey if I’m going to get through this.
Me: Scream and sugar?
Nell: Just tea with a slice of lemon, thank you.
Me: Everything I brew, I brew for you.
Nell: Will this never end?
Me: Where is the best place to hide from ghosts?
Nell: I don’t know.
Me: The living room.
Nell: Very funny.
Me: Just creepin’ it real.
Nell: I give up.
Me: I hope these Halloween puns aren’t driving you batty.
Nell: They are.
Me: I’m afraid things have gone from bad to warts.
Nell: They certainly have.
Me: And you know what ghosts say?
Nell: No.
Me: Ghouls just wanna have fun.
Nell: Please go away.
Me: But Halloween is no fun if I can’t be witch you.
Nell: Enough.
Me: Sorry.
