Cockroaches? Please, I live in a condo in Florida. They fall out of the air conditioning vents. I squish them under my flip-flops and take pleasure in the crunch.
Her? One of my secret talents is a mean impression of her. "I'll get you my pretty....and your little dog, too"
Zombies? I don't think so. I worked in a hospital. When I trained as a lab tech, the students covered the ER one day a week. I've seen plenty of bloody bodies.
Oh Dear. This is kind of scary. This kind of stuff has the power to hypnotize me and force me to eat it. Last year we had ZERO trick-or-treaters. Last night, at the Tarzhay, this frightening voice whispered my name "Buy me, take me home, EAT ME YOU DESPERATE DIABETIC".
I have it locked in the closet, but I hear it scratching against the door.
AAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH! That's my closet. It's a Walk-In but I haven't actually walked in there since April. It's a project for November. Until then, I get the shivers every time I walk by the open door.
NaBloPoMo...National Blog Posting Month...I'm a little scared, but I'm going to give it a try. I'm putting a twist on it. Every day will be 5 Things On A Specific Topic. So far I have come up with 10 days of topics. Stay Tuned.