The Big Pumpkin Heist
This is the story of how I came about owning my big pumpkin. The cafeteria near my dorm here at Case decided that they would decorate for Fall and Halloween by putting pumpkins and squash of various shapes and sizes around the dining area. One day, I nonchalantly strolled into the cafeteria with my book bag. I inconspicuously sat down at a table right next to a rather large pumpkin. I proceeded to empty the contents of my bag into Mike'sbag Then, I calmly and quickly lowered the pumpkin into my bag and zipped the bag shut, totally concealing the pumpkin. Finally, I stood up, threw my bag over my shoulder, and left as quietly as I came in. It couldn't have gone any more smoothly.
The sad conclusion of the Big Pumpkin story took place the day I returned to school after Spring Break. After comfortably and happily residing on my window sill since around Halloween, my pumpkin finally gave up the ghost. As I entered my room for the first time, I noted an odd odor in the air. A most foul and dreadful odor. Well, after some investigative work I discovered that my poor pumpkin had, at some point during the break, imploded, leaving a pile of disgusting goo where my pumpkin had once been. The moral of the story is don't leave a pumpkin in your room for 5 months because it will turn into a pile of shit that will stink up the room for the rest of the year.