LIKE LAZARUS ‘RIZ FROM THE GRAVE OR NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD ROOFTOP DOLLS…

Now most of us are too old to still believe in boogers and witches and haints and whatnot, but last Friday morning when I went out to get in my car… there,  duct taped to the roof rack, covered in the still earth of the grave, splattered in gore and grinning hideously through a mouth disfigured by gunfire, sat Waldo. How he tore himself from the confines of the crypt, how he traveled so far on his quest for revenge, hell, how he even tracked us down, in spite of the best efforts of the federal witness relocation program, will probably never be known.

It is enough that he has returned to shadow our lives and there are now countless innocent folks in Santa Fair Oaks Capitola Soquel Aptos Cruz who, ignorant of the events leading up to this day, smile as they cast a glance our way never having an inkling of the horrors once buried and now regenerate…

THE NEW STANDINGS:

Lance ......................................... 2

Michelle & Lovely ........................1
ptrent ..........................................1

Visitors from the grave................ 1

everyone else ............................. 0


but who's keeping score...