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...
You know, insects do have a way to evolve to adapt to their suroundings......
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Nooooooo!!!!!! With that thought in my head I may never sleep again!!!
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I was going to comment about how well they can jump - then I looked over to the right-hand sidebar and saw the "Davis Graveyard SpiderFest 2010" button and just laughed!
ReplyDeleteI am with you! But the sad truth, like Lisa stated is they can jump! I have an issue with most bugs that end can end up anywhere on me!
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