Am I right or am I right?
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Dunno, you would have to ask a perv.
I’m freaky, not a perv…please don’t get the two confused.
I’m sure one of the guys in the office would know for sure.
Who do I ask now that Tomur’s not around–Jack or Nik?
Or maybe better yet–Roxanne.
Ew, dude.
Really, this is much more appropriate for the readers of YOUR blog.
I’m more concerned about the warts. Always be more concerned about the warts.
All STD jokes aside, where the hell do those things come from on pumpkins, and why the hell would anyone touch something that looks like that? If I saw a warty pumpkin growing in my garden, I’d rip everything out and assume Satan was in the soil.
It’s just not pretty. Which is fine, I suppose, when you’re buying a pumpkin for pie-related purposes, but 3 people in the world do that. GAH-ross.
ewwwwwwwwwwwww. that is disgusting. i am revolted…but couldn’t resist commenting, of course.
I like that right under the word anus, the box the pumpkin is sitting on says superior. It may be revolting, but it has pride.
You’re so right. I’m glad I’m not the only thinker who thinks these thinks.
We always have anus on the brain.
My boyfriend would looooove this.
Your boyfriend must be more of a freak than mine is, because Kamran didn’t seem to appreciate this at all.
Hmph.