Story Time 2

Its 10:24 PM December 3rd, 2010 and i just ate some really good cake, so that means its.....STORYTIME:

             It was Halloween in old man Otis Glazedham Wurtley's quaint home town in the countryside of Vermont, but not everyone was all cheery for the holiday. Old man Otis was force fed pumpkins by his scary Aunt Gertrude as a child and had never liked Halloween because of this traumatic experience. In fact, every time Otis saw a pumpkin he mashed it with a golf club. Otis was going about his normal Halloween routine of smashing pumpkins and tipping cows over onto small innocent children when out of the corner of his eye he noticed  something that looked like a troll out of his most despised children's book, Billy Goats Gruff. What it was came all too familiar to him when he heard the thing say "Oye, Otie ya little turkey *cough cough* why don't ya come with ya old ant Gertrude and *cough cough* carve some PUMPKINS *hack cough hack hack*". At this moment his nightmare had come true, his Aunt Gertrude had returned. She was surprisingly scary, even for her young age of 147. Otis didn't hesitate and pushed her out in front of the steamroller doing road work on the the road next to him and old Aunt Gertrude was reduced to nothing more than a wrinkly pancake gone wrong. From this moment on, Otis decided, Halloween was his favorite holiday. Otis quickly rushed to the local walmart and got all sorts of wonderful decorations, even a scarecrow costume for himself. Otis got in his costume and waited on his porch to scare all the little trick or treaters. A few minutes later A little boy walked up on the porch rang the doorbell and yelled "TRICK OR TREAT". Otis knew this was the perfect  moment and grabbed the boy by the leg and yelled "RAAHHHHH". Little did he know that this boy was more vicious than he seemed. The boy delivered a swift kick to Otis right between the legs and ran away. Old man Otis never left the house again.......oh yea, that boy......WAS ME!

-Brooks-