Post by Leslie Sarkany on Jun 26, 2015 13:43:59 GMT -5
The dark lined clouds framed the foreboding sky. The park. But not after dark. Even in daylight the evil was evident! As I exited Nogo Sojo.....they.....they were upon me. Those little black carnivorous flying flesh eaters. I immediately reached for the Deep Woods Off and doused myself. This seemed only to incite those nasty little black things.
The Freedom 3 Plus was activated giving out that familiar three rings telling the world that it was ready. In my ears. In my mouth the onslaught did continue. Nothing was going to deter me from quota......nothing! Then a signal. Not a common one but one that was scattered. Broken. I dug. It was ugly! It was hideous and the signal was not completely dug up for beside it was a warning! A cross or was it a distorted pentagram? I was engulfed by evil. Where was Van Hielsing? Where was the Grimms Brothers and the ghost busters? I needed someone to combat this evil! My head was spinning and I was not even possessed nor blond!
I prayed out loud to the patron saint of detectorists "Saint Digalot." It gave me strength to carry on.
Finally. Almost eaten alive quota plus 3 at $9.47 was had as the demonic welts and festering sores adorned my body. Funds were deposited once at home in the sacred 4 gallon bucket which is home to the "Back to the UK Fund" which will be tallied upon leaving across the big pond on Sept 8th.
Of course none of this evil that had befallen me would compare to the wrath of the "Hunny Bunny" had she returned home to find the domestics not done!!!!!!!!!!!!
The Freedom 3 Plus was activated giving out that familiar three rings telling the world that it was ready. In my ears. In my mouth the onslaught did continue. Nothing was going to deter me from quota......nothing! Then a signal. Not a common one but one that was scattered. Broken. I dug. It was ugly! It was hideous and the signal was not completely dug up for beside it was a warning! A cross or was it a distorted pentagram? I was engulfed by evil. Where was Van Hielsing? Where was the Grimms Brothers and the ghost busters? I needed someone to combat this evil! My head was spinning and I was not even possessed nor blond!
I prayed out loud to the patron saint of detectorists "Saint Digalot." It gave me strength to carry on.
Finally. Almost eaten alive quota plus 3 at $9.47 was had as the demonic welts and festering sores adorned my body. Funds were deposited once at home in the sacred 4 gallon bucket which is home to the "Back to the UK Fund" which will be tallied upon leaving across the big pond on Sept 8th.
Of course none of this evil that had befallen me would compare to the wrath of the "Hunny Bunny" had she returned home to find the domestics not done!!!!!!!!!!!!
