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...
Quick! Stab it with a fork! Repeatedly, while eating. Nom nom nom!
ReplyDeleteOH, the advantages of loving chocolate when NOT afraid of spiders... yummy! What is this dessert called, anyway? Widow's Food?
ReplyDeleteTell you what -- get someone to cut it up, then smear it around all the ganache legs until it doesn't look anything like a spider.
Then pretend you're NOT eating a smushed spider dessert. :-)
Looks awesome to me!
i'm with debra. also with making them. what fun!
ReplyDeleteOooooooo, me likey!!
ReplyDeleteI'm with Mike, just look to the side smear the legs around, and yum! I'm saving this pic to make it for the next All Hallow's Eve!
ReplyDeleteReally cool! It does look delish!
ReplyDeletePlease don't explode. That could get messy. Just pick up a fork and eat the spider . . . I mean . . . the delicious chocolate dessert. :D
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