Then I would walk a little faster and think (a little faster) perverts and killers and crake heads oh my. For about a ½ minute I kept doing it and I tried to increase the pace each time. Then I started wondering if I was stupid or something because I should really be thinking about Flying monkeys.
The guy that killed my friend had a similar build and similar body language to the Scare Crow in the Wizard of Oz so I started thinking if he comes around here I’m going to Flying monkey him and when he wakes up he will be saying – first he tore my head off and through it over here then he tore my leg off and through it over there then he tore my other leg off and through it over here.
It might not of been so funny if the killer showed up last night while I was watching an old VCR tape because I would of died of embarrassment if he snuck up behind me and said – Mary Poppins?
Cheers and happy week end!

