One Halloween, a trick-or-treater came to my door dressed as “Rocky” in boxing gloves and satin shorts.

Soon after I gave him some goodies, he returned for more.

“Aren’t you the same ‘Rocky’ who left my doorstep several minutes ago?” I asked.

“Yes,” he replied, “but now I’m the sequel. I’ll be back three more times tonight too.”

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