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The Gingerbread Houses of Horror

February 16th, 2010


Listen carefully, Katherine as I retell the most horrifying story I know….The Gingerbread Houses of Horror!


It started out as just another day at school…

I'm bored, what should we do? / I don't know, I've got nothing.

I know! No, wait...still nothing... / My thumb tastes like ennui.

But then…something out of the ordinary happened. A parent came in to help make gingerbread houses. This would not turn out to be a normal Wednesday…not at all…

Blah, blah, blah. All I heard was 'icing'. Point me at it.

Sure, everything seemed fine but that’s because I was being lulled into a false sense of security via an epic array of mind-clouding candies.

In the immortal words of Hansel: 'This house looks weird. Come on, Gretel, I have an idea.'

Now you’re thinking, ‘Maybe everything is fine. I should just ignore my overwhelming sense of dread.’

I'm not looking behind me, are you looking behind you?

Sometimes you hear a noise, like a twig snap or a rustling of leaves…but when you hear nothing, that’s worse because you still feel it coming…

What's on her elbow, wait... WHOSE FEET ARE THOSE?!?!

Well...this diaper's full.

But it never did. So… here’s what my gingerbread house looked like, by the way:

I am the anti-climax.

Piglet Out

When I grow up, I’m gonna punch you in the face, James. -KG

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