More Stanley Halloween LOonacy!

One last little blog post before I go home and slip into the costume that I'll be wearing for the next 72 hours until it becomes so stiffened by dried taffy and spilled beer that it no longer bends at the elbows. Nothing says creepy like Oona Goosepimple, but this story, excerpted from next summer's Nancy Volume Two, is particularly... unsettling.

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