- Old Lady: You know, one Halloween my boy Jim was a rabbit. He didn't want to be - he wanted to be a robot, but I didn't hear him too good. Jim's speech wasn't always real clear - I used to say Jim and his tongue weren't on speaking terms. Anyway, he loved dressing up for Halloween. He always dressed up as something tough. One year he was Spider-Man, the next year he was G.I. Joe, and the year after that he was a rabbit - but, like I said, it wasn't his fault. He said robot, I heard rabbit.