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It had been just another average day for Belboz the necromancer. Up at 6
am to go jogging with his zombie-dog, back by 7 to eat breakfast with his
beloved zombie wife and wake all three of the zombie-kids from their
graves... “Belboz,” his wife said as she finished up the last of her brain omelet, “you seem kinda distant lately...” “Please, not this again,” Belboz droned. “At least not now, not in front of the kids. Anyways, I’m going to be late for work...” “You spend more time cooped up in that dark cave studying that stupid tome than you ever do with the rest of your family!” she despaired, pushing her plate away.“You know,” Belboz shot back, “for an animated corpse you sure do NAG a lot!” But as soon as the words came out he looked remorseful. “Wait, I didn’t mean that,” he said, offering his wife a hug. The two embraced each other and all of the hostility between them seemed to decay away, just like everything else did around here. Belboz gingerly pulled a maggot out of his spouse's ear and plopped it into his mouth with a greedy glint in his eye. And then it was off to the office for another nine to five! But today was going to be different - and for Belboz, a man of routine, different always meant bad. He could tell something was wrong from the moment he stepped into his chamber in the caves. Something smelt like...
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