That Time Again

Oh brother.  Here he goes again.  The brilliant, restless one changed my damn background.  Mom and dad went and brought home some pumpkins the other day (3, in fact- two big ones (insert perverted dad snicker here) and one tiny one (and a giggle for mom).  I think that might mean one's for me).  It's that time of year when humans feel the need to carve up some freakin' gourds and display them proudly out front for all to see.
     They took this picture at the church where the pumpkins were piled all over the place just off South College Rd.  I'm telling you- it's fascinating what you humans do for fun.
     I suppose that means they'll also be wearing makeup, cross-dressing, and pretending to be something they're not again.  Oh, and then there's the bowl of candy that they eat most of pass out to trick-or-treaters.  I guess we all have our things...