I can’t belleve it! Momee brought dis big pump-da-kin ting home from a local farmer & said she wanted my pic next to it. I yam obliged to do deze photo shootz wit no renumerationz (& dat includez ZERO Greeniez!) I will tell you right now, dat pump-da-kin iz no kin of mine! Do not ex-pect moi to carve dis ting! I hear dey are somewhat slymee and squiggly inside.
When momee first reskewed me, she thought I waz a gurl! (Brainball, are you listenin’?) & so, she named me “Pumpkin.” Hmmph. Doez I look like a pump-da-kin to you?