It started out seemingly innocent, just like any other cookie decorating party.
Sprinkles and M&M's gently being placed amongst feathery icing.
Giggling coming from the glee of childhood innocence ...
Until things began to get a little dicey.
One says Mmmm...
the other says I'm hungry...
Then before I knew it teeth were gnashing and the giggles turned quickly to cackles.
The poor Gingerbread giants were being eaten alive. There was little I could do to stand in the way of the crazy little murderers. They are more powerful than they appear.
I have never been witness to such a terror, and the happiness, like it was common brought such fear to us all.
In the end their shredded gingerbread bodies were played with like dolls ... it was sickening to wittiness.
When the ceremonial and brutal display was over I body bagged them in Ziplocs. Maybe burials will take place tomorrow, but I feel as if the little monsters might go back for more.
This i when it started to get a little dark and animalistic
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