Some friends of mine had a pumpkin carving party the other night. For the amount of alchohol consumed, it is amazing that no one cut off a finger. Here are the results. Mine is the really crappy/happy one at the top of the stairs. I was way more interested in the Apple Pie shine we were drinking than carving.
I think my buddy Ethan was going for Disco Ball pumpkin...but no one is really sure. That one happened a bit later in the evening. Blood alchohol levels were fairly high by that point.
