The night started out well enough, though perhaps not from the pumpkin's point of view.
But soon our jack-o-lantern began to take shape.
We headed out to our front stoop to set up camp, bucket full of candy, mugs full of hot chai. Kevin did an excellent impersonation of the jack-o-lantern.
I spent a bit of time explaining the whole caterpillar to butterfly thing to the jack-o-lantern, who was still lamenting the loss of his innards, and soon we were fast friends. I decided that it was best not to mention that we roasted his brains and sprinkled them with a bit of salt for a tasty treat.
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