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A delightful McSweeney’s bit about decorative gourds and the joys of fall.

Fucking. Hilarious.

“People are going to be like, ‘Aren’t those gourds straining your neck?’ And I’m just going to thread another gourd onto my necklace without breaking their gaze and quietly reply, ‘It’s fall, fuckfaces. You’re either ready to reap this freaky-assed harvest or you’re not.’”