Will: It was a cold, dreary, wintry night. October 31 was the date. There was a couple of little kids dressed just like you trick or treating in Bel-Air around 8:00. Now, normally Bel-Air was safe and sound. But this year, things were ill. But, as on every Halloween, the parents sent their kids out not knowing this year it wasn't chill. There was a rude awakening in this Bel-Air town no more tranquility or peace. Not Jason, Michael Myers, or Freddie Krueger... but this monster was called the Bel-Air Beast. This monster was dreadfully ugly and he bothers you when you're all alone. A face like nothing you've ever seen before and he reeks of Polo cologne. He stalks his victims slowly, with the world's most terrible breath. But he doesn't use an axe or a chain saw he talks his victims to death. So if you see this monster run and don't look back, kids. This monster's called the Bel-Air Beast and, oh, my goodness, there he is! [kids scream to Will points at Carlton]