Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Happy Halloween! Ice-T says ...
Eh! Ehh! Do a little dance! Make a little love! Get down tonight! Ehh!
You may remember me from last year's smash one-cat, one-Scrat play, "Catback Mountain."
Eh! Ehh! (I still don't know how to "meow" properly!) Here is ER's only "real" ghost story.
Ehh! Here's ER's report of an Oklahoma Mountain Haint sightin'!
Happy Halloween!. I will be layin' low the rest of the day and night!
--Ice-T
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Hordes of tricker-or-treaters just came through, here at work, from the daycare. My chocolate eyeballs were a hit!
Great ghost story! Your cat checking out that stuffed animal - priceless. He can't meow? We had a cat who didn't make a sound for two years; when she finally did, it sounded like scratching on sandpaper.
Chocolate eyeballs? With cream filling?
Chocolate eyeballs? With cream filling?
Just plain milk chocolate eyeballs! It was a hoot. Little dressed-up kids runnin' around the office, holding them up to the grups: "I got an eyeball!" :-)
I just explained to my German colleagues the other day what a "haint" is. It was explained to me by the descendant of real Ypsitucky* hilljacks after I asked for clarification when he said, "I jus' 'bout loaded my drawers in the truck this morning, swear, to, god I drove right through a haint."
*If you don't know, "Ypsitucky" was slang for the neighborhoods around Ypsilanti Michigan (next to mighty Ann Arbor) where many southerners lived when they came north to work in the bomber plants. If you remember "The Doll Maker" it was about these folks.
*If you don't know, "Ypsitucky" was slang for the neighborhoods around Ypsilanti Michigan (next to mighty Ann Arbor) where many southerners lived when they came north to work in the bomber plants. If you remember "The Doll Maker" it was about these folks.
Yo, Henry. I did not know that aBOut the ypsil .. billies. But I have, acttually, now that I think about it, drove through a haint!
If aNY body's paying attention, it was just southeast of Muldrow, Okla., on a county road, of COURSE, just after midnight on a full-moon night. And I ain't kidding. Won't call it a ghost story, cause it was just too perfect. But it's a story.
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If aNY body's paying attention, it was just southeast of Muldrow, Okla., on a county road, of COURSE, just after midnight on a full-moon night. And I ain't kidding. Won't call it a ghost story, cause it was just too perfect. But it's a story.
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