Halloween rolling out of town never fails to bum me out. Why the heck is November so damn pushy? This past weekend though, I realized that pumpkins had it worse than me; just look at those sad frowns! This post is a eulogy for all the pumpkins who bravely served us this past Halloween who now rot on the sidewalks like shell shocked veterans of a forgotten war. Poor guys! Well, at least it's gotta be better than being made into a pie.
Zompkins.
Thanks pumpkins. Thumpkins.
Ours is still doing surprisingly well. Probably all the pilates he's done is keeping him in peak condition.