Incognito

Halloween at the Johnsons' house was always a gallant affair, until the year they dressed as ancient Japanese warriors. Mistaking them for actual soldiers, the hillbillies who lived at the end of town cleaned up their rifles and decided it was necessary to form a militia to "defend the home turf," which consisted of a ramshackle double wide, some cement blocks, an old Chevy on the aforementioned cement blocks, and a couple of mangy dogs that barked at anything moving. The Johnsons, blissfully unaware of the military tactics being practiced up yonder in them hills, paraded out into the streets in their lovely costumes, in search of that elusive Twix bar.