I hadn't thought it them for years. Horned

I hadn't thought it them for years. Horned Toads. Then today I saw one in the back yard. first I though of one and then I saw one. Did the thought make it happen or pre-deja view.

Was I living my life in past-perfect-future tense? While I stewed about this grammatical quandary, the horned toad was attacked by a garter snake. Didn't see that one coming.

The garter snake was wrapped around the hostesses thigh. I was looking a little higher up which is why I missed it. The horny toad was also distracted and was eaten by the snake.

by the constellation Serpentarius, which was eaten by Audrey 2, which was eaten by Puff the Magic Dragon, which was eaten by a magic demon , which was eaten by John Goodman, which

was eaten by a green slime, which eventually ate itself. Everyone just stood around with their jaws agape. Did all that just transpire in 4 minutes? Things were about to get

nasty, especially since Jack had lost his last remaining teeth. Where to go now? They seemed to be totally surrounded by those things. If only someone could step in and

help. Jack was looking a little long in the tooth, at least until he lost his teeth. Now pushed to the brink of madness, Jack took a deep breath and gummed the creepy crawly things

until they were soft and gushy. Then he swallowed. The aftertaste reminded Jack of his Aunt Valetta's Hungarian Goulash. Really bad. Putrid. Jack's memories returned like a flood

stinging his eyes with warm tears. Aunt Valetta, she would have cooked hundreds of goulashes and yet, to jack, the sweetest goulash would always be the last; the goulash of love.