The Pumpkin

I was just reminded about this story over the past week:

On one side of the equation was this lady in town that walked everywhere. She was the mother of these kids in our school and she could always be seen walking around town. I know they owned a car, so I can only assume it was for exercise.

On the other side was our group - towards the end of high school it was not uncommon for us to be driving the streets at 5am or 6am after a night of God knows what.

This must have been around Halloween, because we were driving around in the early hours of the morning and Dave had somewhere along the way picked up a pumpkin. We were minding our own business when we approached this lady from behind. She was walking (as usual) and before I knew what happened the car window was open and the pumpkin was flying through the air. It was a direct hit. It hit her in the head and sent her flying into a bunch of bushes.

At the time it might have been the funniest thing to ever have happen in the world. When I think about it now I feel a little bad when I snicker.