kin and jack-o engage in word play

[bolton carley]

the talking pumpkinhead chronicles continue...

 

“Dude, that girl ripped my insides out.  She nicked, scraped, and I dare say, she scarred me for life.  I’m pretty sure she'll be the death of me.  A total disregard for how I’d feel, she yanked my guts out, splattered them on the ground, and walked away proud.  Just thinkin’ about it makes me shrivel up, and I know you know what I'm talkin' about.”

“Oh Jack-O, we’ve all been there…”     

[bolton carley]

oh, joey, don't do that!  we must have  a little fun! :)

angela - :)

[Angela]

I feel an affinity for large orange gourds I never felt before.  Thank you bolton.

[Joey Delgado]

I'll never cut into a pumpkin again. Very nice dialogue between Kin and Jack-O.

[bolton carley]

awe, grasshopper is catching on... :) - thanks, jamie.

[Jamie Hogan]

I just had a vision of this story taken all the way through the throw away stage, a couple of days after Halloween. Halloween and the aftermath through the eyes of pumpkins, told by Bolton. This is awesome.

[bolton carley]

is the guilt getting you yet, stephen? :)

diana - shortage?  really?  we have plenty, but i like the hiding theory.

simon - thanks.  clever is much sweeter than what i usually get called. :)

[Simon Halliday]

Clever. Ha ha!

[Diana E. Backhouse]

No wonder there is a pumpkin shortage over here. I think they are all hiding!

[Stephen Torelli]

Oh no! You've placed pain into pumpkin carving... poor guys, but how do they evolve without the nicks and scrapes? You got me thinking, Bolton.