I drove my Honda Odyssey to visit my parents in Sarasota. I knew I needed to go north.
But north had been cut off due to a bad accident between a motorcycle and a
cement mixer. The only way to go was south.
I found my way to the tip of Lake Okeechobee.
At the lake there was one
lone fisherman who had not caught anything the whole day.
"Hey you knew if there is anyone sellin' dynamite down yonder?"
I shrugged
the universal code that means “Not sure man!”
The sky started to turn a strange purpleblackblue and that’s when it
happened. The lake sucked up and from
the lake emerged a giant red crablike thing. It approached my Honda.
It grabbed the van with one of his red claws. Then it opened a wide
chasm. The fisherman stood mouth dropped and was pointing at the monstrosity.
It gulped the van down in one bite. It
burped a noxious smelling protoplasm. Then it went back into the midst of
the lake. I was cut off from my home, and how was I going to get back now?
I was to busy to notice, the silver UFO passing in the starry night.(this is a rewrite from an earlier post on Tending Turnips in da 863.)
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