Bump in the Night

death with sythe standing

“Beware of things that go bump in the night. Particularly if they carry scythes like mine. I’ve spent the live long night searching for  a geezer with one foot in the grave and the other on a banana peel, but I’m tired and you’ll have to do. I’m sorry. Get ready to meet your maker.”

The grim reaper raised his scythe to strike, but caught a whiff of something dead.

He paused and said, “You know you don’t look so good.  Cat got your tongue? You’re a zombie, aren’t you. You’re already dead?

Curses, what’s a Grim Reaper to do?  Zombies are piling up at the pearly gates and smelling up the place. Well, bozo, I’ll let you shamble away to do what you do. I have bigger fish to fry if I want to get home before dawn.

I hope you find someone to eat, but things are pretty dead around here at this time of night.

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