Halloween is just around the corner, so I guess it’s time for a Halloween-themed comic this week.

Full confession: My mom had a red vest that looked suspiciously like the ones worn by organ grinder monkeys. I thought it was the greatest single article of clothing ever. I used to wear it around the house, pretending I was an organ grinder monkey while a never-ending cycle of make-believe barrel organ music tooted and oom-paa’d in my head.

I’ve slept through a lot of things, but I don’t know if I could sleep through this. I’m thinking Winslow must have used some powerful drugs, which makes me wonder 1.) where he got them and 2.) where he was storing them, since his bedroom burned down last week. I don’t question how he got them. As usual, the assisting criminal element here was probably tiny clowns.

Believe it or not, I’m not the first person to have an idea like this. Or even draw it. Ben & Winslow fans with far more time to conjure story ideas have come up with stuff like this and this. I will lie and say I had this idea first, and they just beat me to it.

Apologies to Bill Watterson on this one. I couldn’t resist. I had this idea while drawing last week’s comic. I shudder to think of the kind of person Calvin would grow up to be if his best friend growing up was Winslow instead of his tiger Hobbes.