"But Grandpa, I don't want leave, and I sure don't want to be eviscerated (a mighty big word for such a young punkin)."
"I thought that maybe if I wished hard enough that I might grow some legs and run away. So far nothin. But Baby Huey, maybe, just maybe, if you wish real, real hard, you can grow legs and get outta here."
So, baby Huey closed his one umbilical eye and proceeded to descend into his deepest pumpkin meditation, mentally repeating the mantra,
"Grow legs for me and Grandpa, Grow legs for me and Grandpa, Grow legs for me and Grandpa..."
I hope he turns into a flying pumpkin and flies far away from there too . Great take on the prompt .
ReplyDeletePumpkins with legs, babies not wishing to get picked...moving on to the next page...can't wait
ReplyDeleteI'm still here Jeff. I'm still reading...
ReplyDeleteAnna
Anna's SC Special Challenge Week 22
I'm crossing my fingers here. After all, Halloween is magical, right? Anything can happen...
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I hope they grow legs ;-)
ReplyDeleteHilarious! Excuse me while I look up "eviscerated."
ReplyDeletexoRobyn
I'm thinking Catapult!:D ~Ames
ReplyDeleteI loved ... eviscerated (a mighty big word for such a young punkin)
ReplyDeletebut
Please say he grew some legs!
You told him
ReplyDeleteLet them grow legs! Can't wait to move on to part 3!
ReplyDeleteClosed his one umbilical eye? What a tremendous line! Loved this link, Jeff.
ReplyDeleteYou are quite fired up over the whole pumpkin patch !
Thanks for the smile.
And, hey, could you read link 12? I couldn't get on there at all!