I know. You are all tired of the Little UnDead. Me too. Nonetheless, we have one last tale to tell. I promise. This will be the last you'll hear of him for awhile. I hope. Besides, I'm running out of adjectives. Oy.
Okay, so the last place that Meager Malfeasant went, you are just not going to believe. Are you ready for this? He went to ... wait for it ... a Doll Show. Are you disappointed? Disconcerted? Worried? I'm all of those and probably a few more I haven't thought of yet. Still, it is what it is, and that's where he went so I suppose we'll just have to pull up our big goat panties and deal with it, eh? Of course some goats' panties are bigger than others and thus more difficult to pull up. Take Boo for example. There's a whole lotta' area to cover there, I can tell you. Sort of like trying to canopy the Gobi Desert. Can you imagine? Wait. I'm getting off track. So sorry. It's just such an immense thought.
Anyway, back to the Brief and Breathless. Yes, he went to a Doll Show. Why? Who knows what reasoning lurks in the heart and mind of the Cramped and Cold? I don't know about you, but t'is most certainly a puzzlement to me.
However, while there, our intrepid Infantile and Inert met up with a couple of the Goatmother's friends, one of which is a survivor just like the Goatmother. And survivors they are, of the highest order! A wonderful lady, to be sure, full of grace and wit. And the other friend is a fabulous soul as well. Lucky Goatmother to know these two, and lucky Wee and Wasted to get to have his picture taken with them.
I think the Goatmother's friend was actually trying to fix him up with that Midge doll. He has a thing for redheads. Anyway, that Mini Masher had quite a time at the Doll Show. Below you can see that he managed to drum up quite a few prospects at the lovely two-headed ladies' table.
And of course he felt right at home here. See the coffin there in the lower right hand corner? I can tell you he had his eye on that. Can you say C.O.V.E.T.?
So there you have it. You can breathe easy now. You won't have to hear anymore about the Cute and Cadaverous' adventures for at least another whole year. I know I'm relieved.
"Life is either a great adventure or nothing." - Helen Keller
I'm not sure exactly how that fits in with someone who has no life, but, hay, at least he has the adventure part down pat.
Now then. Be sure to tune in on Halloween day because you will see one of the scariest things you will ever encounter. Be afraid. Be very afraid.