Mick's already handed out several to all the neighbours and they're still literally lining up:
One neighbour has been taking his down to the pub – presumably in return for beer – so it feels good to contribute to the local economy, but I kind of wish the thing would just die.
How many times can you foist a bloody great big pumpkin on someone without overstepping that friendly-neighbour boundary and entering pain-in-the-arse-with-all-the-fucking-pumpkins territory?
Also, the backyard's looking a little messy for my liking:
Anyway, my visions of a pumpkin invasion of Horseshoe Bend were naive, to say the least.
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