Barry let out a long sigh as he turned around. "No," he said ruefully. "I just fucking hate it when the island gets all shitty like this."

Just to demonstrate, he opened a drawer in which he found yet another tiny pumpkin and tossed it against the wall.

"Not what I'd call an invasion of evil aliens but fucking irritating nonetheless. Anyway, Hi. How's it going Annie? If you're looking for answers on how it rains candy corn I got fucking nothing."