The (hopefully) unusual autumn heat not only got to us, but it also got to our carved pumpkins. With each passing day, the pumpkins became softer and softer, finally collapsing in on themselves until they were little more than juicy, bug-infested blobs. They were so disgusting even the squirrels weren't eating them.
Not to be deterred, Sam and I bombed out to the store, raced home, and Sam carved a new one - all with only a day to spare!.
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| The replacement. |
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