Stalked by a Coffin...
... A man was walking home alone late one night when he hears a BUMP...BUMP... BUMP... behind him. Walking faster he looks back, and makes out the image of an upright coffin banging its way down the middle of the street towards him ...BUMP... BUMP... BUMP...
Terrified, the man begins to run towards his home, the coffin bouncing quickly behind him ...faster... faster... BUMP...BUMP...BUMP. He runs up to his door,fumbles with his keys, opens the door,rushes in, slams and locks the door behind him. However, the coffin crashes through his door, with the lid of the coffin clapping ...clappity-BUMP... clappity-BUMP...clappity-BUMP...on the heals of the terrified man.
Rushing upstairs to the bathroom, the man locks himself in. His heart is pounding; his head is reeling; his breath is coming in sobbing gasps. With a loud CRASH the coffin breaks down the door. Bumping and clapping towards him. The man screams and reaches for something, anything ... but all he can find is a box of cough drops!
Desperate, he throws the cough drops at the coffin... .. and of course....... the coffin stopped.
hahaha :D (I heard jokes like this all my life.)
Coffin Cookie bowl (I gave this to my SIL, who is quite the baker) who now has shared it by passing it on to her daughter. It's rather an odd bowl for most of you, but perfect for our family. I laughed when I saw it and snatched it right up.
yep, COFFIN that's my maiden name
So, as a result of my maiden name being Coffin, I have probably heard every Coffin, coughin', coughing or dead joke imaginable..... My 10th grade substitute geometry math teacher filled me(and the class) in almost daily on any I any have missed. lol Good thing I have a good sense of humor and knew he was joking, other wise it might have almost been considered bullying (through humiliation.) SO as I said Halloween has been a fun holiday for everyone in the family. One of youngest daughters has the bug and dresses for Halloween every year..(she's 30). But I take to the lighter side of Halloween and not so much to the creepy dark side of the blood and gore..... and the movies that go with it. There's too much of that in real life for me play around with it at Halloween, but I do laugh at those who do in a light-hearted way, am not much on really scaring the wits out people.
They sat if the hat fits wear it and this is more me....a jokester witch, somewhere between Glinda the good witch, and her sister, the WICKED witch of the west and we all know what happened to her......
(but I do keep my eye to the sky for falling houses)
SO as I am writing this it's Tuesday October 30, and I am counting down the hours, minutes, seconds to the witching hour when WICKED begins
and for me 12:00 am Wednesday October 31.... in the meantime I'm relaxing... did you ever wonder why witches wear point shoes?? Because regular ones hurt our feet....
I was contemplating my next
it starts November ....have I started mine?
.... nope, that's why I'm waiting....
my WICKED witchy Wand to start warmig up. I want it to go
Oh the hours drag on, and I flew by my daughter's house....
She was hanging around outside, bored, waiting for the witching hour to begin.
You can she she went all in for the newest in high tech brooms, mine plain ole, plain ole. But it gets me where I'm going just without as much flash, she leaves a purple glittery smoke in her wake. .
I bought this sign for my daughter, but everyone in the family tells me they misspelled a word......hmm I wonder???
to see what others have brewed up today!! It's the very last day, if you miss it you'll be turned into a frog, and I've got the WICKED WAND that'll do it........ HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYBODY!!!</; ^ ) a ahahahahahaha into the night... ------E . . . .. poof