Lumpy: Well, we had us a good run, and I just want to tell you guys how much I love yas.
Jack: Aw, thanks Lump. It's been a real pleasure working with you too.
Betty: Stop it you guys, you're gonna make me cry!
Darth Vadar: Hey now, don't go getting all mooshy!
Lumpy: We can't help it Darthy, it's the end of our time.
Betty: It's okay. I wouldn't change any of it.
Jack: Another round? Let's order another round!
Darth Vadar: Should we tell Jack that his head's not right anymore?
Lumpy: Naw, he's happy. That's all that matters.
Betty: Oh Lumpy, you old softie.
Lumpy: Huh, well there was a time you didn't like me so soft...
Betty: *BLUSH*
Darth Vadar: Hey, enough you two. I wanna propose a toast to the great run we had.
Jack: Here! Here!
Lumpy: Betty, you lit up the stage!
Betty: Aw, that's sweet. But we ALL lit up the stage!
Darth Vadar: Hell, we was on FIRE!
Jack: FIRE!
Betty: I still remember that day we first arrived. I didn't know any of you yet, and my children were taken from me. I was so sad. But it all turned out so beautiful, didn't it?
Darth Vadar: Yeah, Betty. Of course. We had no choice, but we were lucky. There were others didn't do so good. My brother...
Lumpy: Yeah, we were lucky. And I'll never forget that first day either. I first laid eyes on my Betty, so ripe and juicy!
Betty: *BLUSH*
Jack: My kids were taken too. Just scooped right up. I like to think that they're happy.
*****SILENCE******
Darth Vadar: Well, winter's coming.
Lumpy: Yeah, time for us to go. It's hard for me to think of moving on, though. Either way, at least I know I'll leave a mark.
Betty: Aw, Lumpy. I don't want to think about moving on. I just want to remember the good times. I'm gonna miss all of you so much *SOB!*
Jack: *SOB!*
Darth Vadar: Here's to us. I'll see you all on the other side.
Lumpy: Not if we see you first, you big lug!
Jack: 'night 'night
Betty: *whimper*
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| L to R: Betty, Jack, Lumpy, Darth Vadar |
-------------------------------------------- Curtain Close---------------------------------------------
P.S. We ate the children. Don't tell the troupe.
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15 comments:
Now, looking at these guys, I am wondering if it might be best to make them a couple of weeks earlier than usual - these look really scarey!
Hm, infanticide,eh? And you working at the school and all :-)
Abby, that is one of the most ingenious, original posts I've ever read!
Jack's squashed; the rest look outta their gourds. At least the troupe didn't....
die on the vine.
That was magnificent! Next year, use a spray bottle to spray vinegar inside your pumpkins.
Haha...Love it!!!
Too funny Abby! Of course I tried to figure it out before the end... Never did come up with droopy pumpkins.
I loved that you put it in the "aging" category. Then I kept reading and saw your question... that made me giggle too. :)
OMG! I am HYSTERICAL laughing right now. This is too damn funny!!
There are a few things a background check doesn't reveal!
Gosh!
Oh stop.
Vinegar! Of course, the magic liquid!
Hey, thanks for visiting!
That's my "catch-all" category. As for the "aging", I felt I could relate...
They're still there, actually. After I gave them "lives", it's difficult for me to chuck them!
The weeks have not been kind to the troupe. They're looking a little saggy and tired. I suppose it is time for them to retire to that great pumpkin patch in the sky.
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