October the Thirteenth is Dark

October 13, 2015 10:43am Published by Jules Smith in The Art Philosopher 14 Comments

October Dark and light: Inspired by the ‘two sentence’ horror stories I have decided to embark on a similar theme but mixing it up with one day of dark and menacing suggestion and the next of light and cheerful. Monday – Friday snippets from your Art Philosopher until All Hallows’ Eve is over…

October 13

 

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Reliving past horror, I see.

Yes, oh yes.

What an utter bounder! (as Terry-Thomas might have said). She should have made the waiter taste it first.

As any savvy woman of class should do!

turns out it was white grape juice. the doctor switched the bottles, he knew her too well. the fortified juice full of vitamins, minerals, nutrients, and a sleep aid finally cured her insomnia. she woke up the next morning rested, refreshed, and ready for yoga. she’s gonna try that new juice bar in the dojo…………why is the TARDIS in the parking lot? *)

So refreshed in fact, she donned a new tutu and Bowser T-shirt and skipped merrily into the yoga studio with a super fortified, green juice and green…hand..ARRRR! …why had her hand turned green? Wait…wasn’t that how it all started? She started to swoon and the studio span around in front of her eyes as she fell into a deep black hole and ended up in a mansion on a table full of burnt toast. *)

There’s nothing like a nice Rohypnol Blanc (’83) to help one relax.

I’ve heard it’s all the rage and saves a lot of unnecessary small talk.

Tastes nice in strong black coffee too, er…apparently.

Haha! Those precarious Nescafe moments.

You pack a lot of creepy into two little sentences Jules! Well done xx

Sometimes I go to three, just to flaunt the rules!

Thank you, Tracy xx

Did Bill Cosby leave that bottle on the table?

How did you guess?

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