It's just a little baby and what I call "a cheater pumpkin" that I picked up at Target yesterday. It's my opinion that pumpkin's should be carefully selected from farms or from roadside stands, with mud and dirt cemented on their sides, hay stuck in bits like autumn graffiti. But this little guy was squeaky clean discovered in the middle of the grocery aisle next to the bananas and hostess doughnuts, hence "cheater pumpkin". Nothing against him or any of those glistening picture perfect grocery pumpkins out there. They're still pumpkins and that's all that matters.
Can't wait to pick up a couple of monsters soon!
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