How it all started.

How it all started.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Our poor victums of the hunt, The pumpkins.

The Victims of the Hunt
Pumpkins.


This is what happens when you drink too much.
Time for pumpkin rehab.


A view coming up our stairs, watch out that one pumpkin moves. He swiped his victims on the stairs there, you can still see the blood.



Chowing down on a bit of a snack, umm white pumpkin.



This guy is wondering why he has a headache, his little friend sitting on top of him knows why.


Okay so maybe we had a little too much fun with this whole pumpkin thing. But I thought it was pretty cool. Found a couple of the ideas off the internet, but the one with the mallet to the head was all mine. We had fun and Elijah thought it was cool. Was told some of neighborhood kids agreed with our Elijah.

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