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"let us bow our heads in prayer" said grandma.

  • "let us bow our heads in prayer" said grandma. she didn't know I never believed in the magical man called GOD.
  • But I went along with the charade because, despite my godlessness, I actually loved my grandma. So I bowed my head & pretended to pray. Suddenly a lightening bolt zapped down from
  • the sky and singed the ground just inches from me. I looked up, ready to retract my previous proclamations of godlessness, when I saw sparks jumping off of a nearby utility pole.
  • I ran screaming down the street dodging lightning bolts and then God appeared in all its glory. The bulbous eyes, dripping tomato ooze, surveyed the land. Pasta tendrils blanketed
  • The now candy corn alley.................I woke up with a warm sensation running down my leg
  • , you know what I mean? I'll let you mull over the sensational and lurid overtones. I was nodding on out on pure sugar, babe. That's what a nasty bender during All Hallows Eve
  • does." The explanation brought a frown on her face. Little did she know, he was 100% correct in his theory and all benders from then on had these urges. It was a medical mystery.
  • Someone bought her some Frownies. The Brownies were jealous and vowed bloody murder. This happened at night while she slept. The Cosmetic Wars were endless and created needless
  • scars too forever stay on her face.She was too deep in her sleep to recognize what was going on. Jelousy and murder a good combination
  • platter for a paranoid midnight snack. She was unaware, but her stomach knew the score. It churned until it woke her up, just in time. To it she would be forever grateful.

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