Harold the Gravedigger squinted through the pre-dawn mist. A low, guttural groan echoed through the Davis Graveyard, sending a shiver down his spine. Not the usual mournful sighs of the restless dead, no. This was a sound more…sugary. More…sprinkled. Harold gripped his shovel tighter. The rumors had begun a week ago – whispers of a giant, sentient donut rolling through the cemetery at night, leaving a trail of sticky frosting and disembodied sprinkles in its wake. Tonight, he'd finally catch the culprit red-handed (or, should he say, red-glazed?). As the groan grew louder, a monstrous shape lumbered out of the fog. It was a donut, alright, but colossal. Its glazed surface shimmered under the moonlight, studded with malevolent chocolate chips and a single, menacing gumball eye. A chorus of disembodied moans rose from the disturbed graves as the donut flattened several headstones with an indifferent squish. Harold, adrenaline coursing through him, charged. "Hey, sprinkle-brained...
I was gonna post this as a reply comment to you on my 'Reliving Horror VHS' post but I wanted to make sure it was seen by you, so excuse the off topic-ness of this comment!
ReplyDeleteLoved your comment and glad you liked the post but I was deeply saddened by the loss of VHS in your life! Send me an e-mail at mortis45@aol.com with your address if you'd like. I think I got a little something to send ya that might cheer ya up a bit!
Cuuuute little black kitten in teh_popcornz. =)
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i love me some lolcats!!! :)
ReplyDeleteLoved that first pic. Just where did they get all those cats?!
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