Long time ago, I had a nice little black book filled with scary stories. I loved 'em. Unfortunately my new puppy, whom I also loved, was in a chewing stage and obliterated the book. Now, years later, I want those stories back, but can’t remember many of them.
The only one I DO remember was something about little evil green monkeys who lived in kudzu and would drag you in and eat you if they could. Another was one about a man who accidentally saw stones moving, and they got him for it. There was also one about a wife who cheated on her very crazy husband and ended up “decorating the Christmas tree.” :eek:
Does this ring any bells?
