Pumpkin Hatchers!

I know you’re curious about that weird image up there. I’ll get to it in a second. First, some special updates:

1) Remember my plot to have the Halloween Crunch box designer e-mail me? Well, he did. I feel so A-list. Check the bottom of last week’s review to see what Dr. Design had to say.

2) Remember my plot to have generous readers mail me boxes of Halloween toys? You saw Ggadwa’s loot in the last Friday Fiver, and just today, I noticed a special handmade card lurking under all that Styrofoam. Hit the link to see a pen-drawn squirrel with connections to Lucifer.

3) Remember my plot to have There’s a moth in the house. It’s driving me nuts. It’s just chilling high up on the wall, but it’s stuck in my field of vision and it’s constantly breaking my concentration. If anything below written makes sense little, moth be blaming.

Okay, now it’s time to teach you about Pumpkin Hatchers. Close this I’m achieving to destiny mine.

I hate a lot of words. “Crap” is among the worst of them, and I try to never use it. Since the Pumpkin Hatchers are so beautiful, I will make an exception in tribute to them. HOLY CRAP.

I’ve seen dozens of “pumpkin kits,” and that term can mean a lot. It can mean stencils, paint sets, stick-on plastic body parts…you name it. In more recent years, I’ve grown totally desensitized to them. There are just too many discrepancies between what’s shown on the packages and what happens when I use the kits myself.

Fool me twice? Try two hundredwice. Never again.

But this kit? Why worry? I can see everything as clear as a crystal. There’s no guesswork. I know what I’m getting myself into, and it is a big steaming pile of daisy-scented awesomesauce.

I hate “awesomesauce” nearly as much as “crap.” That was another exception.

Good God, don’t you see what these are? They’re little goblins who can be affixed to pumpkins, and made to look like they live in them! Words fail, so here are random letters: kakkd oqoo oqow eiwiei.

I knew that those Pumpkin Hatchers would be especially amazing, so I brought out my best pumpkin for the job.

Actually, I’m not 100% certain that this is a pumpkin and not just some obscure fruit in the rough shape of one.

Either way, it’s a misshapen, two-tone monster with angry veins. When you’re about to welcome Pumpkin Hatchers, this is like rolling out the red carpet.

I can’t remember if it was Dad or Heinz Ketchup, but someone taught me early and often that good things come to those who wait. I tried to remember that while going through the whole Pumpkin Hatchers process, for it was a long, winding road that may have inspired boredom had I not constantly reminded myself that the grand finale would involve monsters stuck into fruit.

Paragraphs like that make me fault the 85% who just look at my pretty pictures without actually reading anything a whole lot less. Actually no, fuck off if you do that. Swine be illiteracy headjerk.

Before you get to the fun stuff, you have to prepare faux pumpkin holes for your monsters. These are realized by a sheet of what are essentially temporary tattoos. I had serious doubts about this step. The person who wrote the directions practically begged me to wash the pumpkin first, knowing full well that temporary tattoos had a one in a million chance of sticking to a dirty gourd.

I skipped that step. Not even Pumpkin Hatchers were worth spending two minutes singing “Car Wash” while I toweled off a veiny pumpkin.

Incredibly, they worked. I now had tattoos in the shapes of various holes all over my pumpkin. Finally, it was time for the good stuff. I’d earned the right.

Man, this was going to be sooo good. I was about to bless the world’s strangest pumpkin with the world’s strangest assortment of plastic demons. It’s what I’ve always wanted to do. What I was born to do.

The set includes a little plastic spike/poker/tool-thingy, and I was surprised by how well it worked. You use it to drill tab slots for your upcoming monsters, and for something so cheap and tiny, it does its job as neatly as any pumpkin-cutting equipment I’ve ever tried.

Then again, you’ve seen my work. Last time a pumpkin was gutted on X-E, I used a rusty letter opener.

After making a bunch of slits and getting my creatures into place, I took a deep breath, took a step back, and took some stranger’s achievement-in-the-arts trophy, as it was clear that I deserved it more. This modern marvel was pure eye candy:

No other pumpkin kit is nearly this cool. Never has been, never will be. It’s such a simple, stupid thing, but it works so well. Those little green guys really do look like they’re popping out of random pumpkin holes, and I can’t still can’t catch a glimpse of this without smiling as if I actually enjoy being alive.

What’s even better? The pumpkin is left pretty much intact. It has a few tiny slits, but that’s it. I didn’t have to gut it or make giant holes, which means that it won’t stink and gather gnats within three hours like all my other pumpkins do.

It’s perfect in every way. Teach this pumpkin say “you were right,” and I will marry it.

The only way I can properly convey my love for Pumpkin Hatchers is by stretching this review to an obscene length. Let’s do that by exploring each of the monsters, one by one.


Batta is a bat. His eyes look like olives, and his nose borders dangerously close to a heart shape.

Misty is the business end of a crab, and we’re supposed to imagine the rest of him hidden behind walls of pumpkin flesh. It’s not a huge leap.

I’ve named him “Misty” because he looks like something out of The Mist. And because I haven’t made a Pokemon reference in, God, four years?

Fangy is my favorite of the bunch, for several reasons.

Unfortunately, while I’m certain that there are several reasons, I’m having trouble naming any of them.

Let’s go with the long arms. Those are fun. I also like how he simultaneously has eyes and doesn’t have eyes. It’s the oldest trick in the book, but just you try to pull it off.

I have a feeling that Skel-Worm will get the popular vote. He’s the most “three-dimensional” of the lot, and besides, people always rally hardest behind the thing that’s part worm and part cow skull.

I’ve named this one Borga, I guess because it still bothers me that Tony Halme never won the WWF title.

Eh, weak. I need a better reason to name him that.

Let’s say it’s because “Borga” rhymes with “Gorga,” which perhaps marks him as the somewhat similarly structured cousin of my favorite-ever “Choose Your Own Adventure” character, Gorga the Space Monster.

Yeah, that’s the ticket.

Speaking of tickets, I’m going to bed now.

PS: This post is intended to be taken as Wednesday’s Halloween Countdown entry. I refuse to sit here until midnight just for a more desirable timestamp.

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81 Responses to Pumpkin Hatchers!

  1. brandmed says:

    @Church It must have come at towards the end of the toy line. I was really into those toys and I had almost all of them from the first several waves. Towards the end of the line though, I was more into Ninja Turtles. I still have all of my Ghostbusters toys in my parents’ attic. I was smart enough to hold on to those, but for some reason I decided to sell all my Turtles at a yard sale.
    Have you seen Ghostbusters in the theatrical re-release right now? I know you’ve got a new baby and all so that’s probably hard. I saw it on the big screen last Thursday for my first time ever. I’m going back tonight to see it with my two brotehrs-in-law. It’s so cool.

  2. Church says:

    @brandmed, I found a pic of the figure here…remember it now?

    http://forums.ghostbusters.net/showthread.php?t=10512

  3. I still remember when Ludvig Borga debuted and I was cheering Marty Jannetty on hoping he’d save the day.

  4. Bill says:

    Good lucky, Amy!!! I’m here thinking about you guys.

  5. brandmed says:

    Ah, it’s from the Extreme Ghostbusters line. That explains it. I missed that whole thing.

  6. Pluto_Child says:

    Hmm… I’d go with Batta since I had to do a bat program a few times this summer for Jr. Rangers. I am currently obsessed with them. They’re the cutest little buggers.

    These are really cool Matt. Good Halloween find.

    On a side note I am very happy to see you sacrifice your time to gutting/carving shitty pumpkins. I freaking hate the cheap ass styrofoam replacements for the real things. Even though I toss like 5-6 hours into carving mine only to have them rot and look like shit 4 hours later. I’d still rather do that than waste a bunch of time hacking up a those crap non-messy fakey ones. A nod of appreciation to you dear sir.

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