The Mystery, Crime, and Thriller Group discussion

Vultures started to

eye the tasty

killing of Vera.

the smell was

overpowering, even though

it was partially

delicious to the

to the blood-thirsty

vampire, Glenn Beck.

An agitated journalist

looked skyward, hoping

pelicans wouldn't crap

or flap too

far away from

his carefully cultivated

delicately-parted toupee.

The cemetery vultures

(I actually saw vultures flying low in a cemetery yesterday. It was very creepy.)

eyed the toupee

That's not a good sign! Close those graves, gravediggers.....

hungrily, their talons

sharpened in perpetuity.

One vulture swooped

downward and realized

a marble sarcophagus

(Judith, ha!)

containing the bones

of Mamie Eisenhower,

which her family

had leased for

eternity was guarded

by a spotted

asp and two

unicorns singing "God

Only Knows," while

smiling. The vulture

joined the chorus,

changing the song

from a happy

madrigal to a

funereal dirge. Why

eerie falsetto rap.

Judith wrote: "eerie falsetto rap."

(I think two of us hit the post about the same time. I started to delete but I think I'll wait and see what happens.)

first come, etc...

{Jan: "funeral dirge. Why"}

this disturbed the

unicorns, but not

blind old man

If it's OK, I'll summarize the last few posts to clear things up a bit:

"The vulture joined the chorus, changing the song from a happy madrigal to a funereal dirge. Why this disturbed the unicorns, but not [the] blind old man

was obvious. Unicorns

simply adore madrigals!

Meanwhile, under the

verandah, squirrels crocheted

mental maps showing

locations of acorns