GB can't decide what he wants to be for Halloween, because it's his most favorite time in hopes to collect the World's supply of Reece's products. Sadly, he often just walks up the very busy I-25 corridor in the rain in the dark against traffic, cars honking and skidding, kid in-tow (his wife is too smart to fall for that).
Reasoning is that it's the longest stretch of road around so therefore logic dictates the most number of Reece's available. He hasn't worked-out the kinks on that one yet, though, as so far, his best catch has been 1 Reece's (though a victory-dance occurred during that).
Here are some earlier costumes he's tried through the years with various kinfolk:
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