Have you had some tumultuous rain, of late? If so, you might want to exercise caution when you go to hoist your big honkin' jack-o-lantern off the porch for disposal. It's entirely possible that Jack is full of a couple inches of icy, slimy punkin water, which will pour through his toothy maw and down your entire pantleg. You might want to peep inside his rotting, malodorous head first, is all.
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Ah yes, revenge of the vegetable. Yes, but enquiring minds want to know how the novel is coming. I missed a day today, but I promise, tomorrow I'll get to chapter four. Maybe.
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