Thursday, October 11, 2012

Gourdliciousness Update

You're dying to know the status of the gourds aren't you?

I know; I don't blame you -- I would be too.

Just look what came out of that volunteer vine:

I know, right??

But also look at their weird, white, bumpy, fabulous friend . . .

Isn't she cool?

. . . and at the near-pumpkin . . .

. . . and at the neighbor-gourds which fell on the other side of the fence.

and at the weird and wacky mum-o-lantern:

Oh, wait, that didn't grow on the vine. That was a present from Mom.

Thanks, Mom. She fits right in around here.


Me, You, or Ellie said...

Have you seen this?

Right up your gourd alley, mo-fos.



Me, You, or Ellie said...

Oh my, Jacquie, that was a twisted treat. So hard to pick my favorite part, but okay, I think this is it:

Then I’m going to get to work on making a beautiful fucking gourd necklace for myself. People are going to be like, “Aren’t those gourds straining your neck?” And I’m just going to thread another gourd onto my necklace without breaking their gaze and quietly reply, “It’s fall, fuckfaces. You’re either ready to reap this freaky-assed harvest or you’re not.”

Way to reap the freak-assed harvest, Ellie! Colin Nissan would love that your porch is "full of mutant fucking squash."