angela black

My pal Dave isn’t doing so gourd after being left on the porch for almost a month. When I got home last night, I found him face down on the ground, sobbing gently. I picked him up and he’s all gelatinous, mouldy and gross. The pumpkin doesn’t fall far from the patch, if you know what I mean.

I took out the garbage this morning and full on ell oh ell’d at the sight of pumpkin dave on my front stoop. Should I be concerned that a little gourd in a cycling cap is having more fun than me at night? Hee hee. He’s falling apart!

Dave Gourdum has seen better days.

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“DAVE GOURDUM”

Happy birthday, ya big grumpkin!

Pumpkin Dave makes me intensely happy. It’s one of the funnest things I have made in a while. I can’t stop grinning. Hee hee.