When I got home that night, I noticed the smiling jack-o-lantern in my front yard was crushed. There were 5 pumpkins jumping over and over that poor jack-o-lantern. Each of them were holding different weapons. As they finish smacking their own companion, they turned over and started to see me.
They started to jump in against me. When I realized, I was covered in pumpkin poop, all over my face.
Great, all that I wanted for tonight was to Netflix and Chill. Not anymore.