Whenever it was Halloween, that meant Treehouse of Horror, and whenever it was Treehouse of Horror, that meant these guys. There was something about recalling those first few batches of Simpsons specials that just make me FEEL sitting in the living room with candy, autumn, anticipation, and light-hearted spooky entertainment. These and those Roseanne Halloween specials...of which I own the DVD collection.
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