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...
very nice, now we need a Calvin and Hobbes background!
ReplyDeleteMe likey the snow! Very cool....get it? COOL...ha! ;o)
ReplyDeleteLOL cute snow, but lets hope it stays on your screen till I pick up my son tomorrow at school... we are supposed to get a total white out on saturday!
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome, dear. ;)
ReplyDeleteNice. Let it snow, let it snow.
ReplyDeleteI am heading back home to Philly from North Carolina, just beating the snow headed here (hopefully) and heading right into a potential snowstorm at home. Time to turn on the heater in the Man-Cave.
It was a dark and snowy night....? Love it, got it on both of mine.
ReplyDeleteLike your snow!!! '-)
ReplyDeleteHave a great weekend!
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