Found this online, and Thought I should Share...
I grew up on a farm, and each year right before Halloween I often would relieve myself into the many Pumpkins which abounded from the plentiful fall harvest. If any of you have ever fucked a Pumpkin then you know how truly wonderful a experience it can be. I would just bore holes into them then paint a face and begin fucking. Rarely would they reject my advances and they usually said very little by way of any meaningful conversation. But oh how they gave me pleasure. Once I was done with them I liked to smash their big fat Pumpkin Heads in with a baseball bat rather than be subjected to the torment of their cruel stares. To this day when I take my children Trick or Treating and I see a Jack O' Lantern I will make them wait in the car while I fuck it right there on someones front porch. The flames burn but its nothing compared to the venereal diseases I contracted in Thailand. A small price to pay really for a few moments of Pure Pumpkin Ecstasy. I just pray the fire cleanses me of my impure desire for these beautiful gourds once and for all so that the pain inflicted on my children by having them have to witness their Father fucking somebodys Halloween Pumpkin causes them no long lasting psychological problems.
Omg that's fucking hilarious!
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