My childhood friend and I used to sing, " Have you seen the ghost of John? Long white bones with his skin all gone...ooooh- oooh- oooh -oooh -ooooooh -oooh... Wouldn't it be chilly with no skin on? Wouldn't it be chilly with...no...skin...on??????" It was a song they actually taught us in kindergarten. I still think of it every Halloween. If you see a woman walking (chasing) around this evening with a T-Rex and a side of French Fries who is dressed like this, its me. Stop and say hi.
Picture from The Black Apple... I love her work.