Do you know the Pumpkinman, Mr. Whitaker?

So, this little gem is from our latest rockband night yesterday. He is our Pumpkin man. We named him Mr. Whitaker because we have this retarded guy in our ward that talks smack about one of my girls in the middle of sacrament meeting. I know you can't see in this picture, but he is drooling/vomiting pumpkin guts out of his mouth. He has sunglasses for eyes and ears the size of Anna's friend Matt, although his ears are way pointier than Matt's. We had so much fun. Oh, and he also has an earring. :)