...this brings it to a whole new level.
...this is NOT my house!
It's some crazy guy who lives several miles away from us.
Sadly, we must pass this house on our way to the highway.
It gets more gruesome everyday until October 31st.
Then on November 1st, every last eyeball-popping-blood-splattering-knife-wielding-tooth-bearing goon is gone, and baby Jesus appears in the manger.
It's truly a phenomenon.