Mine would be the time my dad rigged a harness and “hung” himself from the carport beam, dressed to look like a stuffed Halloween decoration. He would grab at the bigger kids and parents when they came up to the door for candy. Scared the living bejeezus out of them.
Very carefully. 😁 There are thousands of zombies participating, so you really just sit on a bike and ‘flintstone’ it. It’s a fun time that can be as mild or as wild as you choose.