Balls and Walnuts
more than you ever wanted to know
Oooh, scary pumpkin!
As usual, we’re late carving Mr. Pumpkin. No genitalia this time; Jake and I wanted to capture the look of pure evil.
I present to you the leader of the National Socialist Pumpkin Worker’s Party, Adolf Pumpkin.
This made more sense before the rain washed off our black marker-drawn hair. I’ll have to photoshop it back in for you.
Adolf Pumpkin, ally to Benito Zucchini, foe to Josef Onion, terror to inferior squashes throughout Europe.
We’ll give him the treatment he deserves; we’ll launch him down the hillside. His head will burst open, his stringy brains will be food for crows.
Live-blogging tonight, folks.
D.
From the eyes, he looks more like Chairman Adolph Pumpkin.
Or Blow-up Love Doll Chairman Adolph Pumpkin.
Ew. Kind of cold in there, I suspect. Maybe a blow-up love doll for necrophiliacs?
Wouldn’t be cold if there were a couple of candles in there.
I’m just saying.
Ouch.