While most of the citizens were happily eating turkey and mashed potatoes, a horrific scene was occurring on the streets of our fair city.
The Zombies were running amok.(okay, zombies don't run. They were walking slowly and creating mayhem)
But fear not.
One brave soul, armed only with his trusty toaster was there to save us.
He fought valiantly, and vanquished the foe. We can now rest easy and return to our pumpkin pie and spend the rest of the weekend knitting. We are safe!
The dead mile... We saw the very first zombie on 17th yesterday afternoon, and Mug was SERIOUSLY upset that she was going to miss the fun. Unfortunately we're not supposed to scare the crap out of the child..
ReplyDeleteNow.. I have to know how you got into the middle of that?
hmmm.. was it saturday? my weekend is flowing together.
ReplyDeleteI love that you blogged this!! Who knew that the toaster that we used so long ago would be put to use for such a useful cause!
ReplyDeleteWonder if it still works?!!
Have fun on your trip!
See you in 2 weeks!