I got a phone call the other day from a vampire.
The kind that will steal your soul, captivate your mind, and
leave you a brainless,senseless,zombie-like husk
of a shell of a sad shadow of your former self....
You know...old girlfriend.........................
Greetings from the vast outback of the Sierra Unphweephwee
region of Southwestern Ohio. Where if you listen closely,
you can hear the sound of two indigeonous linkhorns involved
in their bizarre beer-soaked mating rituals.It sounds like a
couple of cats doing it in the alley.
I wouldn't mind so much,but it creates a disfunctional discord
with my own howling at the MooN,and the Stars,and the casual
passersby on the street.
Me? I'm A.Ghastlee Ghoul.The Linkhorns? They are unimportant.
You?Well,that's not my problem either,but hope you enjoyed
whatever enjoyment there was here to enjoy.
Until next time,always remember.....................
There is a Point to Everything,but the Point to some things
Is there is no point.
Later.
A. Ghastlee Ghoul
