Who could ever forget the great lynching of the evil pumpkin man? The struggle, the kidnapping, searching the internet to find out how to tie a proper noose. McGonigle on the roof. The guy trying to clean the Irish B Rox thinking it was spraypaint and his delight when he realized it was delicious hot sauce. Let's not forget the strategically placed stolen umbrella or the fact that the police were called.
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I forget about this! And how timely too now that is almost Halloween again. Those poor Irish B folks they had nothing on us!
The Pumpkin Man was not for Halloween. It was in the spring.
That's part of the reason we all hated him so much: not only was he hogging up one of our hard-stilen chairs, he was way the heck out of season.
I wish we'd taken pictures of Gavin trying to climb that ladder. It was one of the funniest things I've ever seen.
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