Since the Reds are choking...

I'll write a story. Our ol' Cincinnati red legs are suckin like a vampire on a tampon, Have been for the last three nights (or is it weeks)? Either way, there has to be something better to do with my time. I will of course support the Big Red Tricycle by having it on, on mute, while I listen to some records and write a little bit. Each night I will write. Just a few paragraphs a day. Of a longer, serial story horror story. More of a fable for kids- no Pans Labyrinth or Hansel and Gretel. But closer to a Thief of Always. We'll see how it goes...I see it being kind of a modern age old time radio show late night horror tale. A Tale From the Crypt! So as the Creepier would say "cuddle up kiddies...you're in for a nasty little terror tale I'd like to call... Have Mercy On Us All..."