Pumpkin, MAD!!!

Ah, the produce aisle.

I named that one "Bonds".

720 pounds. Ridiculous.

There wer a lot of other prize-worthy plants. It's weird to see a potato or a pepper and think, "Yeah, I guess that's a perfect example of whatever it is I'm looking at", closely followed by "I wonder how much trouble I'll get in if I eat it".

Really, isn't that the point? I wonder if the farmer who grew these eats them afterwards. It seems like they should. Someone should anyway. Maybe I'll volunteer.