After Thanksgiving dinner at my parents home, my Mom mentioned she wanted to dispose of the pumpkins she had set around outside for Halloween. She suggested we take the pumpkins up behind the house for the bears to snack on (if you give them other stuff, its less likely they will eat you). My parents live in the forest on a mountain, so they are always feeding the animals: chipmunks, turkeys, deer, birds, and they don’t discriminate against bears.

Now we are not a bunch of gun toting back-woodsy types, but when we go to my parents house my brothers and father can usually think of a reason to practice shooting, and I tend to like tagging along. I DON’T shoot animals, ever….just wanted to make that clear. So we carried the pumpkins up the mountain a ways, and proceeded to shoot them. It was great fun.

It also happened to be the day that we gave everyone who went to see the real Smashing Pumpkins in concert with us, their shirts. So we smashed (shot, whatever) pumpkins in our smashing pumpkins shirts, tee hee its totally blogworthy.

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