Grandmas cherry pies are delicious. It makes

Grandmas cherry pies are delicious. It makes your mouth water with its looks. It makes your tummy grumble with its fresh smell. It will always want another piece. It makes your

nose want more of the smell of the hot pie coming from the oven. I decided to make my own pie like Grandma's. Instead of using cherries, I decided to use

grandma. I kinked grandma's oxygen tube until she stopped struggling. I soaked her naked body in lemon juice. I bled her. Hung her by her tendons to dry. Now, chill the pie crust.

Eat the pie filling. Cup of tea. Crossword. Episode of The Bill. Time up. Grandma would now be ready. Taxidermy had always been a favorite hobby; this would be his masterpiece. He

took it to the church bake sale. "This," he said solemnly, "is my Grandma's elderberry pie." He didn't elaborate. Father O'Leery bought it & dug right into it, the red juice runnin

down his stole. When Sister Francesca saw the stain she exclaimed, Father O'Leery. The blood of our saviour on your vestments. It's a miracle. "Father smells of elderberries" said

and ran out of sight. But he soon wondered why that trick had actually worked. Fr. O'Leery peered back around the corner. The congregation was still staring up at the balcony.

Zombie Pope was a great distraction. It was time for Fr. O'Leery to make his getaway. He rounded the corner of the building at a full run and ran smack into

a writhing mass of zombies. The virus had escaped! The ensuing zombie apocalypse provided the perfect cover for O'Leery's escape to a luxurious tropical island.