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My god FC,they put them up ihere in early September...douches:p
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P.S - My MSN Messenger failed and I can't get it to work.
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"Halloween DAY" sounds soooo wrong, but we like to have them ready by the time night comes :)
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I hate carving pumpkins,i make a huge mess.
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I love cutting that hole in the top and reaching in, pulling the guts out. I never make the hole bigger than my hand, so I can just get it in, but can't see. It kinda feels like pulling someone's brains out.
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I mean...I would imagine...
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Okay, pulling out a monster from the noodle planet's brains. :rolleyes:
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lol...You could be right on that one :D
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