T-Rex: I think the hardest job must be the job of Hallowe'en puns. They've all been done! You're never going to come up with anything new.
T-Rex: Land of the free, home of the GRAVE? Done!

T-Rex: Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only FRIGHT can do that? Done!

Dromiceiomimus: Well, these aren't really puns so much as they're substituting a phoneme with another word that's vaguely terror related. Instead of horizons, GOREizons. Instead of computer science, com-BOO-ter CRY-ence.
T-Rex: Combooter cryence sounds like it's for crybabies. I like it, but it sounds like it's for crybabies.
Narrator: THE END

Narrator: BONUS COMIC
Utahraptor: Why do ghosts like mines?
T-Rex: I don't know!

T-Rex: Why DO ghosts like mines?
Utahraptor: Because there are 30 ghosts for every alive person and the ghost world is desperately overpopulated.

Narrator: I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS BONUS COMIC
Off panel: Mines open up precious new territory for them to expand into!