Happy National Donut Day from the Davis Graveyard
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...
Cero que podriamos necesitamous un sacerdote!
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Is that an Easter item? Scary but not in a good way.
ReplyDeleteShe does look possessed. And those orange eyes!
ReplyDeleteScary Dora! My boys have always feared her.
ReplyDeleteDora the Horror!
ReplyDeleteHaha, that is creepy!
ReplyDeleteI love kids... but my kids are scared of Dora. Dora and Elmo give them nightmares,,,,, and Justin Bieber. This chocolate is pretty terrifying.
ReplyDeleteEat the chocolate Dora...and she will consume you from the inside!!! She's EEEEVIIILL! I tell YOU!!! EEEEEEEEVIIIIILLLL!!!!!
ReplyDeleteWhat's with the orange buggy eyes?
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