These are the stages of pumpkin entrapment from grief to acceptance.
This is BULLSHIT!!! You cannot do this to me! I have rights!!
Stage Two: Wait. Wait just a minute. I think I may be able to EAT this S.O.B.
Chomp, chomp, chomp.
I am sated. Remove me from this autumnal fruit.
In the true style of my youngest child, he took what could have been a real crap day and ate it.