The Dastardly Pumpkin

Hope everyone’s having a great Halloween! Here’s a story.

Writin' Fish

The Evil Pumpkin

There was once a pumpkin – an evil pumpkin.  It was so evil that, when passing it by, people would say, “Hey, look at that pumpkin, Jim; I bet it’s evil.  Rotten to the core.”

(Everyone who passed by it did so with a man – or, in one case, a woman – named Jim.)

The spider approaches

One day, a spider approached the pumpkin.  Apparently, it was an unreasonably enormous spider.

“Pardon me, Mr. Pumpkin,” the spider began, all politeness, “but I wonder if you might tell me why it is that you are such a dastardly fellow.  Do you resent that holes were carved into your face?  Or perhaps that your innards were torn away to make a pie?”

The pumpkin did not respond, for it was a pumpkin, and pumpkins cannot speak in the slightest.

(“Then why can the spider talk?” I hear you asking, but I shan’t be answering…

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4 responses to “The Dastardly Pumpkin

    • But their evil is what I love about them. (>^-‘)> I had one who made himself the king of the neighborhood. killed and ate the neighbor’s dog, lost a leg when already in the double digits but lived another seven years, and only died after fighting off a pair of raccoons. A great cat. (>^-‘)>

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