Gratuitous Halloween Observation

My favorite part of Halloween? It's actually my time-honored use of the expression, "Okay, Jack, time for your lobotomy!" as I proceed to open up the punkin for scooping-out-of-goop purposes. (That's a quote, btw, and bonus points will be awarded for spotting the source.) Actually, I beat the Missus and the Llama-ettes home yesterday and, in a fit of unwonted efficiency, not only got Jack ready for his face carving, but also went about and found all of our flashlights plus fresh batteries. We impose an iron eight o'clock curfew on the gels, so time is of the essence when we have a dinnertime project with which to deal. It was pleasant not to be hurried this year as we chipped out the ol' triangular eyes and nose and sawed up the mouthfull of sharp teeth. (This is as far as one should go, IMHO. I ranted on the subject of designer punkin carving last year.)