March 22, 2018 by Patrick Starks
Ghoul #1: Ugh… I’m so sick and tired of this graveyard, why don’t we choose another.
Ghoul #2: Oh, if only we could my brother.
Ghoul #1: You know why we starve right; all these filthy humans and their healthy eating; all of their teasing.
Ghoul #2: Well… What for you my brother would be pleasing?
Ghoul #1: Well if you ask my brother, I just want people to stuff their faces again with McDonald’s and Taco Bell,; to again be fat and greedy; all in such ways that would not please me, but feed me.
Ghoul #2: I am no genie, brother, this I cannot do, for that, all remains now are dusted, crusted, and busted up shoes.
Crow: Oh caw, caw, caw, just go on already! Find somewhere else to plunder, you two have done enough talking, you have ruined my slumber.
Ghoul #1: Oh… is that a crow that speaks, is it a bird for my hunger that lurks beyond my teeth.
Ghoul #2: Ooo, we should fry this one!
Ghoul #1: But the bird can already fly brother.
Ghoul #2: No, no, no, no. Ugh… Never mind. All I know is that he will taste much better than that dirty pig we ate, that swine.
Crow: Shut up already! You two can be such pre-Maddona’s, more so, like two kids, or walking piranhas.
Ghoul #1: You should watch it bird, or sooner or later we will have words, and I’ll clamp down on our neck so tightly, you wouldn’t dare speak, or blurb.
Ghoul #2: Yeah! Watch it bird, crow, whatever you are, the night will not save you, no matter if you wished upon a star.
Crow: Oooo, that sounds bizarre
Ghoul 1 & 2: Sigh.
Crow: Wow, you two are such fools.
Ghoul 1 & 2: Thank you!
Crow: No! I mean you two are fools, you ghouls!
Ghoul #1: Get over here!
Crow: Oh, to slow my dear.
Ghoul #2: Ahhhhhh!!!!
Crow: Was that some sort of power-up or cheer.
Ghoul #1 & #2: Bastard!
Crow: You know my brother Russel and you two could all learn from one another.
Ghoul #2: My god! You mean to tell me that your brother is T.H.E. Russel Crowe. That buff guy from that movie “The Terminator.”
Ghoul #1: No, no, no, no, no. My brother, you must mean that movie, “The Negotiator.”
Crow: You idiots, it wasn’t any of those films! Christ! The movie was called Gladiator, and he’s not… Oh screw it, I’m out of here, I’m headed back to my wife.
Ghoul 2: Hmm… My brother. It is a shame that he doesn’t know that we had her for dinner last night.
Ghoul 1: Oh come on, my brother, lets for once in our lives not be ghouls, let’s be polite.