Bankhead Adventures

30 October 2007

A Disturbing Halloween Occurrence

After James finished hollowing out his Halloween pumpkin, he left it sitting innocently on the table and went to bed. Later that evening, Paul was doing a few repairs around the house and suddenly exclaimed, "I just feel like stabbing something with this screwdriver. Something like a pumpkin." And with a mighty WHACK! he did just that.

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6 Comments:

  • Sounds like a great beginning to a new best-selling children's halloween book! Can't wait to hear James reaction.

    XOXOXO

    By Blogger Lauri, at 9:07 PM  

  • I've got your back on that, Paul. I remember one night my brothers and I were in our storeroom with my mom and we came across an ice pick. We were trying to explain to my mom how it took all the willpower we had not to stab holes in all the boxes and walls of the storeroom. We even made her hold the ice pick and she "claimed" to have no such inclinations. I'm sure James will understand because this seems to be a masculine tendency.

    By Blogger Johnny, at 9:22 PM  

  • So I cheated during searching for and correcting two thousand words--I decided to check out your blog instead of focusing. Two things were awesome: the fact that "occurrence" was spelled wrong and the fact that the story totally made me laugh out loud when a moment before I was ready to . . . I don't know, stab a pumpkin or fall asleep?

    Johnny-I don't know if it's masculine, unless I am too, because I've definitely wanted to do things like that before.

    Happy Halloween/Reformation Day!

    By Blogger Michemily, at 12:28 AM  

  • That is such a cute picture.

    By Blogger Amy, at 9:16 AM  

  • I fixed it just for you, Michelle. The funny thing is that I stared at that word for a long time trying to figure it out, but spell check gave me no good suggestions. Go figure.

    By Blogger Amy, at 10:08 AM  

  • Paul-
    Byron usually feels the need to slaughter things too, but I would say he might have refrained from ruining his one year old sons pumpkin! Actually, now that I think about maybe he would have done it too. You should have been at our house. Our pumpkins were so rotted out that they didn't even make it to Halloween. I would have been more than happy to let you demolish our pumpkins.

    By Blogger Byron and Heather, at 10:28 AM  

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