I shall now share with you, Dear Readers, the only Halloween joke in my repertoire:
It's Halloween night and a young boy rings a neighbor's doorbell and yells "Trick or treat!" when the neighbor, a kindly woman in her seventies, opens the door.
"Oh my!" says the woman. "And what are you dressed up as, young man?"
"A pirate!" exclaims the boy, not without a little tone of disdain in his voice over the neighbor's failure to immediately recognize the persona of his carefully created costume.
"Well, if you're a pirate," asks the woman, "where are your buccaneers?"
The boy pauses for a moment, looking at the woman quizzically, and then responds, "On the side of my buccan head!"