Basking in the orange glow of thirteen identical Jack-o-Lanterns, a tabby cat fantasized about being the dreaded black cat of a wicked witch, living in a dilapidated, bug infested, and moss laced cabin secluded deep within an alligator laden swamp, instead of being owned by superficial yuppies and sprawled out on their designer couch in an overpriced penthouse in a noisy metropolis.
Georgina, the friendly, free-spirited ghost, was so excited that Halloween had finally arrived, that she danced a happy little dance for all to see.
Every ghoul loved it, except for Victor, because he was an amorphous ectoplasmic blob with no sense of rhythm.
How can you turn as "white as a ghost" when your heart is as "black as night"?
When the leaves change and begin to fall, so do the spirits of many.
And only the green of spring can rescue them from their funk.
M.O.N.S.T.E.R. — Malevolent. Odorous. Nasty. Sinister. Tempestuous. Evil. Rude.
What do you call a young, attractive female ghost that only dates rich, old male ghosts?
Ghoul-diggers!
What do ghosts wear as camouflage?
Drapes!
How do you tell the difference between a boy pumpkin and a girl pumpkin?
The boy pumpkin is the one with the stem!
About
A mixed bag of text: Two flash fiction pieces, two reflections, a backronym, and a few jokes (including one a bit blue).
This work is part of the
Leftover Candy collection, which is a set of works inspired by the 2011 Halloween season.
© Copyright 2011 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.
This text composition is a work of fiction. Names, places, institutions, events, incidents, characters, persons, locations, and/or organizations either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.
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