— all I can say of the matter, is— That he has either a pumkin for his head— or a pippin for his heart,— and whenever he is dissected 'twill be found so.

This shit is easy peasy, pumpkin peasy, pumpkin pie, muthafucka!

It was time to take the pumpkin out of the pot and eat it. In the final analysis, that was what solved these big problems of life. You could think and think and get nowhere, but you still had to eat your pumpkin. That brought you down to earth. That gave you a reason for going on. Pumpkin.