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...
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Ooh, I can get one for V and I. Then *I* can wear the BRA for once.
ReplyDeletetoo cool!
ReplyDeleteThat's . . . that's . . . *sniff* . . . so beautiful!
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ReplyDeleteThat is awesome! I may have to get a set for Lex and I!
ReplyDeleteTHIS ROCKS! AND RULES!!!!!! I know someone I just HAVE to get this for!!! Thanks so much for pointing this out!!!!
ReplyDeleteNow that's different! I'm always on the look out for unusual Halloween themed jewellery.
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