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Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Vampires, Frankenstein and Zombie Attackers pt 2

 The boys definitively got more than they expected...

They wanted to prove to the girls what big brave men they were, after freaking out like little girls over the rattlesnake scare (which was nothing more than Markie shaking a baby rattle under the back steps). But, now that they reached the big iron gate and Ulrich claiming to have sighted Albinos - at the same moment Chewbacca stepped on a twig - that's all it took; all twelve of them panicked and ran back down the long dirt road in the blackness of the night towards the old Lincoln Continental.

Clinging and tripping and jumping out of their skin in fear over every leaf that shook and every twig that cracked under foot, you would have thought they were being pursued by apocalyptic Zombies.

Halfway back down the road is where they had an other-world encounter with the dreaded monsters with laser eyes and sharp, flesh eating teeth. Several white Albinos had managed to escape unnoticed and did indeed lay a trap for an ambush. Three quarters of the way back to the car the plotting Albinos sprang from hiding places in the manzanita bushes and aromatic eucalyptus trees with the cunning of raptors.

The poor defenseless girls stood paralyzed as the "brave" Viking men abandoned them - fleeing in abject fear. The hippy guys were practically in the car while the girls were left to defend themselves against the Zombie attackers.

There was crying, screaming, cursing and confusion in a foreboding final doom of Biblical proportions. The girls were surrounded by the midget-clan of half-human Albino fiends wielding sickles, shovels, rakes and other instruments of death. The pathetic boys were too afraid to come back to their rescue. Ronald Reagan's wife, Nancy, was awaken by the clamor and called the police.

Hearing sirens, the tribe of white little people ran for the road, abandoning the plot of murdering the girls who likewise made a mad dash for the "Scuba-Mobile" and began punching the whimpering Viking men who were in a hurry to flee the scene before the police arrived.

By the time the older boys and the girls had patched things up and made it back to the house... all of us little kids in the neighborhood had already removed most of our white makeup and returned the gardening tools to the Blaser's house.

Yep, our "Zombie Attack" was a brilliant idea by my dad, especially since none of us ended in jail and the Wolf Pack became the prey in a fantastic prank of an epic payback they so richly deserved.

Well done, dad! Well done, daddio! 

This is still just Friday on Markie d's first week of fifth grade... and tomorrow would be a very - very long day. 

Oh. and just so you know... this story about how little we knew about Albinos was true. We did fear them as some type of night predator...but that was a long time ago in the days of ignorance and before political correctness.  Today we know that this group of people referred to as Albinos are as human as you or me. They just lack pigmentation that protects their skin against the sun's harmful rays... Yet, because they're different, they were shunned and looked down upon.

It is the tragedy of human nature to look down on and prejudge others...and to take advantage of those who we feel are safe to push around. Low self-worth creates the felt need in us to put other people down in order to make us feel better about ourselves. Bullies are weak people inside who are usually seeking attention, desiring popularity and want to feel big or powerful. In America we say that all people are created equal, but really don't treat each other that way. Jesus says, "We should treat people the way we want them to treat us."  Wow! If we listened to that advice alone...just think how much better off the world would be. 2000 years ago an educated Jewish teacher said, "We should learn to consider others better than ourselves."

IF ONLY!  Until that happens... it's Friday night and Markie D will go to bed with his boxing gloves on, just in case he needs to defend himself against a night-time retaliation of the Wolf Pack.       

Today however, I think you should still be afraid of Zombies, but who knows, maybe someday in the future Zombies, Vampires and Humans can all co-exist, but until then there are some unexplained phenomenon  that goes bump in the night that should still send goosebumps up and down our spines. There is nothing wrong with a dose of HEALTHY fear.

My advice: 
1) Wear sunscreen
2) Never pick up clowns hitching at night.





   

4 comments:

  1. OH BOY!!! I loved this one! hahahaha................thanks Mark.....you have just the right mix of photo, video, humor, truth.... fiction..."embellishment" and ...reflection.

    love ya
    virgie
    #6 of 13 ...(across the Boulevards)

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    1. Embellishment has always been my gift... this is certainly several Friday nights rolled into a single narrative...

      thanks for reading! Love ya...mark # 7 of 8... or is it 7 of 9 or of 10, or of 11 and 12.. I guess at my house,it's a matter of trying to figure out who counted... :)

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  2. I love that your dad helped with the Zombie attack.. I seem to remember one of these attacks near my house and I swear the zombies came out of the Skilton's back yard.... Remember Paul Skilton who was in our class... I lived down the street from them... Oh what stories I could tell... love that the little guys won this time Jonesey xxx

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    1. I didn't know the Skiltons lived over there... Good 'O Paul...

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