This explains the ghost poop dance.*
On the way to work, as I drove out into the fields at the edge of the housing development, lo and behold, racing along in the brisk morning wind ahead of me was a veritable hoe down of ghost poops.
They were dosey doeing all over the road. Some were even doing acrobatic leaps like those guys in tights and toe shoes.
They had escaped from the garbage truck, which is pretty easy for ghost poops since they are so light and all… Anyway….
(Excuse me there cupcake, I know your on a roll here, but WHAT the heck are ghost poops?)
Oh, sorry. Styrofoam packing peanuts. Or whatever other shapes they come in. I have seen pink, green, yellow and white ones. Peanuts and little “cap” shaped ones and ones that defy description.
ANYWAY, it was a ghost poop festival. Something like a “harmonic convergence” in the styro world.
Just thought you would like to know!
*Not to be confused with the Hamster Dance, which would have been a LOT more messy.
(If she thinks this is going to pass as a decent diary entry, she’s got another thing coming.)