The Living Dead
 
              When I was taking my morning walk to the dumpster to throw the trash away, I noticed the  dumpster reeked.  It smelt as if something had crawled into it and died.  I really did not want to know what my sense of smell was smelling.  I just assumed that it was either a squirrel or a cat, or something  as I walked away.                At which time I saw Mr. Fisherman throw three trash bags of trash into the dumpster.  I yelled  hello to him, but he just ignored me as he usually did.  About that time a rotting corpse came out of the  trash dumpster.  The rotting corpse was neither cat nor squirrel, but that of a human being with body  parts falling off.  He was missing an ear and said, "Ugg".  Everyone in all direction ran from the  corpse which stank to high heavens.               Even though ...
 
 
 
 
 
 
