One year when I was a kid I was out trick or treating with some relatives and we came to a house with a scarecrow slumped over in a chair on the front porch. A lot of kids were giving it a wide berth but I was very brave and clever and smart and knew it was just some clothes stuffed with straw or something so I walked up and kicked it, which Activated the man who was sitting motionless in the chair pretending to be a scarecrowScared the hell out of me, it was awesome (in retrospect)