Wednesday, February 24, 2010
The skeleton man who lived a lonely single life. After death he decided he wanted a wife. He found the perfect bride. Her bones were well in tact. They decided to be married. He was finally on the right path. He chose the finest tux in all of the undead land. He even fixed his bow tie with another skeleton's hand. He waited and waited for his bride to be. There wasn't another skeleton in sight. The wind sang a lonely melody. The skeleton man who lived a lonely life. Nothing would change whether he was dead or alive.