If you were buried in brownies, would you dig yourself out, or just open your mouth and get there when you get there? If you were an ice cream zombie, you might not even have a mouth, or it might be something like a licorice whip that’s not really practical for eating. Besides, you want the taste of ice cream people, not brownies. But you’d definitely go for the fashionable chocolate chip cookie headstone. Think of all the visitors you’d get, many of whom are probably going to get close enough to grab. When I feel the icy fingers of an ice cream zombie around my ankle, I scream. Because I probably spilled my dessert. That’s the scariest of all.






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