Two weeks ago I picked up a baby.
I took him home and kept him in my kitchen without food or water.
Tonight, I stabbed him multiple times and then baked him, whole, in the oven.
Once tender enough, I cut the top off and scooped out his the now soft innards.
To the bowl of scooped flesh I added cream, sugar, eggs, and spices - and poured it all into a crust.
An hour and a half later, I am now enjoying my second slice of warm pie.
He was the tastiest baby... pumpkin that is.
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