There was the year of the fountain toilet...yes he had an old toilet in the front lawn full of water, connected to the air compressor that shot up water straight up in the air at least 10-15 feet. :-)
Then there was the year of the caged monster...we used a wood pallet, garbage bags and red flashlights (for eyes).
My parents both retired this last March and I am afraid of what my dad will create with all this free time...below is a picture of what what he did this year. He is already talking about flying ghosts and revisiting the toilet.

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