No...no, not the group...I *wish*...

I am talking about the orange kind, ya know the kind that are really popular this time of year...yea those. It finally happened, Carrie and I are officially old. Why do I say that you ask? Well, this morning we\'ve been throwing around words like, f*cking punk kids, damn teenagers, etc. If you haven\'t guessed by now, we had a little pumpkin smashing gang visit our block last night. They got us, and a few neighbors to either side of us. Needless to say, we\'re a bit pissed. I mean we know that\'s *fun* for kids...(I never did that, I was disgustingly well behaved)...but we paid money for these things. Not only that, but the pumpkin they chose to smash was right outside our front door. Inches outside our front door...that\'s ballsy. Damn kids...get off my porch!

At least for our house they had the decency to smash it in the street. A couple friends of ours weren\'t so lucky and had two rather LARGE pumpkins smashed in their driveway...