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Re: The game is not for whimps

Ha! LOL! This was a very funny story, thanks for a great lift to my
morning! Now I don't feel so bad about my first ever pumpkin effort turning
out only three 110 or so pounders that grew to EXACTLY 72" and then
stopped, turned dark orange and grew acne bumps in their troubled teens.
They're sitting out there now, making plans to go out "wilding" in a '57
Chevy with the Hubbard squash down the garden block. Children can be so
difficult!

p.s. Was your skin nice and smooth afterwards? I bet you could maybe have
sold it as facial masque to one of those trendy New York City boutiques....


Denise McCann Beck
USDA Zone 7
Sunset Western 4
Coastal Bristish Columbia

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> From: Vickie  Brock <brocfarm@pacific.net>
> To: monster@super-highway.net
> Cc: pumpkins@athenet.net
> Subject: The game is not for whimps
> Date: Thursday, August 28, 1997 4:55 AM
> 
> 
> >Hey there growers,
> >
> >Our first attempt at growing pumpkins failed miserably.  And, I was just
> >wondering...
> >
> >Am I just lame, or is this a lot more difficult than throwing a few
> >seeds in the
>
>ground?####################################################################

> >#####
> 
> Trish,
> 
> They should print a warning on the seed packets :" Warning emotional
roller
> coaster" he's up,no, he's down, shes elated now  she's crying.  This game
> is not for whimps.  Its simple and complex.  It relies on luck of the
draw
> and then if everything goes perfect you get a whooper.  My first year I
> went on a foliar feeding binge my pumpkin took off 5,6,7 inches a day in
> cir.  Ha,Ha 400lbs 500 pounds I am going to kick bootie. This is simple..
> Everyone in town was stopping by to see the monster.  I was in love and
> that's when it happened.  I could see it from a distance. A dark line.
> What the hell is that I thought as I drew closer. Oh my God No. A split.
> Not knowing that this meant death.  I nursed the wound for two weeks with
> hopes it was alive.  It toyed with me it kept growing for a while,  I
> captanned it, I waxed it, I slapped every fruit fly feeding on it.  I was
> leaning over the pumpkin spraying fungucide when we became one.  I was
> emersed in mush.  I have been in therapy for 2 years now trying to get
over
> this relationship............perhaps will meet in group someday..Brock
> 
> 
>   How bout humoring me with some "FIRST TIME"
> >stories :)   It sure would help my ego to know I wasn't the only newbie
> >out there to fail this year :)
> >
> >Thank folks!
> >              Trish
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