Q: What parts of the pumpkin do you eat?

A: I don't eat any of it. I don't have any teeth. Or a jaw. Or a head. That's why I wear this pumpkin. Because I don't have a head.

This isn't a mask. It's a replacement head. It comes off. See?

I can throw it, to scare timid schoolteachers and such. Or to play tricks on friends. If I had any friends. It's hard to make friends when you're a centuries old Hessian solider cursed to travel the land and haunt the living. I try to make friends, but people usually get freaked out and run away. Because I don't have a head.

Honestly, this is the longest conversation I've ever had with someone.I'm not even sure how I am talking. I don't have a mouth. The mouth is part of the head. I don't have a head.

Headless, I am.

Yet somehow, I am able to talk. You're so easy to talk to. You're such a good listener. I think we could have something really special.

Soooo, what do you do when you're not hanging out in this field scaring away crows?