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So your ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ doesn't slam shut.
While driving though yesterday, I told the wife I wanted to stop and buy some corn from the fieldhands and I'd even pay them pirate prices.
She asked, "What are pirate prices?"
A-BUCK-AN-EAR!
Fruit flies like a banana
"Well pull yourself together"
So, keep yours closed!
It was decided; the ghosts would go floating on over to the pumpkin's door. Their plan was to politely knock, and speak with the pumpkin when it opened the tiny little door. After getting the pumpkin talking, they would find a way to smash it, and hopefully no other pumpkins would move in. But when the ghosts arrived at the door, they remembered they couldn't knock on doors, that only poltergeists could do that. So, they floated around outside the door trying to figure out another plan.
The funny thing was, the pumpkin saw them coming down the street beforehand. Before the ghosts got to the door, the pumpkin sneakily put up a sign on the door that read: "Remember only poltergeists can knock on doors, NOT ghosts." What's more, while the ghosts were outside the pumpkin snuck out past them unnoticed. Then, it put up signs on all of the ghosts' doors that read: "No ghosts allowed inside."
Unable to come up with any good plans, the ghosts went back to their homes, and saw the signs. "Hey, wait a damned minute," one of the ghosts exclaimed. So, all the other ghosts had to wait a minute before they could do anything else. But none of them had any functioning electronics such as a watch, a phone, or even knew how long a minute lasts for the damned. So, they waited and they waited. And they waited. And they waited....
And they waited...
And they waited...
By this point, the ghost who was at fault felt really guilty from seeing all the other ghosts waiting around for what seemed like an eternity. "If only I could find some peace," the guilty ghost said aloud. I'm sure you can guess that the pumpkin heard the ghost say this. Being a particularly pragmatic pumpkin, it wobbled on over to the guilty ghost, opened its top, and flashed the peace sign with a light from inside its body. But nothing happened. Unsure if the ghost could see the peace sign, the particularly pragmatic pumpkin wobbled closer to the ghost. And closer...
And closer...
And closer...
Closer the pumpkin moved, until part of the ghost accidentally floated inside the pumpkin's top. Then, all of a sudden the ghost caught on fire! The ghost used its feet to run frantically towards the other guilty ghosts who all tackled the flaming ghost, and tried to pat the fire out. This only caused all the other ghosts to also catch on fire! Rolling back and forth on the ground, the ghosts somehow tossed the fire off and into a pile on the street. Now bearing a slight resemblance to humans... baked humans, the guilty ghosts escaped the fire, and fled from the neighborhood. It was then that the pumpkin realized, the guilty ghosts were all democrats who had been wearing their traditional white bedsheets! "Well that'll teach 'em for trying to ruin everything," the pumpkin thought to itself. Then it called up its pumpkin family to come live there too, and all the pumpkins lived happily ever after.