Giant pink head, half-submerged in the grass!
Man, does this take me back. We used to have one of these exact things in my back yard when I was a kid. My uncle Sid built it one day when my parents and I weren’t home. Sid was always doing stuff like that – filling the bathtub with orange juice, writing big long plays in Portugese, rolling around in his own filth and then going to K-Mart. Too much homemade potato wine will do that to you.