CHAT of the Living Dead

Brrrraaaaiiiinnnssss!  Happy Halloween Eve!

*sets out ghoulish brunch buffet of scrambled eggs with brains, scary cheesy grits, blood sausage, graveyard gravy, Bride-of-Frankenstein biscuits, cemetary hotcakes with maple-pus syrup, screaming hot peanuts, Deviled eggs, Vampire blood tomato soup, rancid Mummy meat balls, Werewolf chitlins, Zombie stew, bat wings and bat chips with goblin dip, sweet and sour eyeballs, spider sausage bites, spiderweb cotton candy, ghostly white pumpkin cheesecakes, creepy coffin cookie cakes, ghoulish cream pies, Ladies' finger cookies, bloodshot peanut butter eyeballs, Witches' Brew, Dragon's Blood punch, and Black Widow cocktails*

Good morning Shnitz, how are you today?  Can't believe it the Temps out right now are 61 degrees.  Woohoo.  But they said this is going to change quickly.

The buffet looks great today, you worked very hard on it.

Very insane buffet this morning indeed!

good morning Shnitz and Lonestar :)

Morning KD.  Just getting ready for my morning adventure.

*** Growl at everyone in jest and dive into the buffet ***

OK guys, it's time to wake up and get going.  Where is everyone?  It's Friday!!!!

Morning. :)

*wanders through the darkened rooms of chat with an eerie sense of foreboding*

Original Post by kathygator:

Morning. :)

*wanders through the darkened rooms of chat with an eerie sense of foreboding*

 With good reason!  Greetings Humans!

*squeals and jumps a foot off the ground*

Gawd a'mighty, Beast, I wish you wouldn't sneak up like that!

But when I saw you bending over to peer through this fog, I just couldn't help myself.

How about a whiskey to calm your nerves. Is 8:00 to early for whishkey?

*slams shot*

Not in here.

Good morning all :)

Happy All Hallows Eve-Eve.  :)

Morning Laura. Careful of the blood...it's slippery...

BOO!!!!

Original Post by lily42:

BOO!!!!

 EEEEKKKKKK!

*cowers*

hee hee...love how that was post #13 too...just noticed :-)

*pats the beast*

you okay?  :-)

As she confronted the beast before her, she could not say, honestly, that she felt fear. But rather a sort of vague sense of apprehension. A heightening of her awareness. The smell of rotting vegitation mingled with his sulphurous breath assaulted her nostrils as she watched his eyes, glowing red, in the dimness.

*cozies up on the couch with a bucket of mini chocolate candies for story time*

*notices chat just got very quiet*
*gets paranoid*
*hears the walls creek*

what's that!!

Happy Halloween, Happy Samhain, Happy Cabbage night, Happy Devils Night, Happy any other spooky night I have forgotten. May your costumes scare away all the evil spirits, and may you all find your coins hidden in your apples!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY RUNE! :)

mornin fellow brainzezez