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I stepped across the threshold of the decrepit

  • I stepped across the threshold of the decrepit house and into the open air. A cold hand grasped my wrist, and I turned around to see a pale face. "Don't leave me..."
  • said an old woman. "Agh!" I screamed and shrugged her hand away from my shoulder. "Who the hell are you?" I asked. "My name is ETHAN BRADBERRY and that's my burnt house." replied
  • a crow perching on her shoulder. I took a double take. "Yes, I can speak and you will burn birdhouses nevermore! Caw caw caw"t ETHAN BRADBERRY flapped his charcoal black wings and
  • disappeared into the think fog, never to be seen again. The girl scratched her head. "Why did the talking crow yell, 'Ethan Bradberry?'" She pondered this question when
  • she considered that crows are crafty creatures and that its message might be an anagram. Hm. Brandy breather? Thy barren beard? Nerdy barber hat
  • All possible. She wondered why a crow might pass secret messages about brandy, beards, or barber hats. Perhaps she was in danger from a drunk barber with magnificent facial hair.
  • And what the heck is a "barber hat", anyway? Just then, Aubrey the drunken barber appeared, hat in hand. "Please ignore that crow," he said to her, "Alls I want is to ask you to
  • marry me." Awesome, she'd save loads on her hair which she cut in a bob. "Oh, Yes! But, Aubrey, what of your booze issues." "I'm 100% sober. Now, let's find a plumber to marry us o
  • ver and over so the poor plumber stays employed.” I hated that solution since the plumber was going to charge an $80 service call just for showing up each time he married us. That
  • is twice as much as the segue fee I pay Ima monthly. My other wife, Siffo, has a bar fee I must pay every week at least 5000 Yen, so the plumber at least keeps us married and

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