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Stede jammed the last plastic skull onto the fence post and stepped back to survey his work.
“Do you really think this is enough?” he shouted to Ed, who was on the far side of the lawn shoving straw into an old, ripped pair of his pants to make legs for a scarecrow.
Ed jogged over to Stede to survey his efforts.
“Yeah babe, I do think 40 skulls impaled on our fenceposts is enough.”
“Alright, but do they need to be bloodier?”
“Don’t think skulls really bleed much. Y’know, with them being just bones?”
“Well fair point there. Oh, Ed do you think we need that life-sized skeleton diver? The creepy one with the seaweedy harpoon?”
“Do I think we need it? No, babe I don’t. But if you want it we’ll get it.”
“Yes, I think a haunted ocean section will really tie this all together. We’re certainly going to win the decorating contest this year. We’re kicking the Badmintons’ asses. They’ve got no chance.”
Stede turned back to the skulls.
“What about some fake insects? On the fence skulls? I could just put a couple on each skull. Oooh, in the eye sockets!”
“Just no spiders, please.”