I'm s-scaaaared of the d-d-dark
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I'm s-scaaaared of the d-d-dark
What? Did my 2 am crow wake you up?
Great. Just great. You show up when I almost got the last one to sleep.
No! Not the slide! Not the slide!
Oh no! When the empty glad ware shows up, one of us goes missing.
Honest officer, it was just a little grass. Boy that flashlight is bright.
Honest officer, it was just a little grass. Boy that flashlight is bright.
(please imagine the photo a bit more deranged) Now, listen up, youg'ns, can you see the moon? Harold, stop leering at Betsy 'n pay attention to yur 'ol man. Whiper snappers these days, I tell ya. Anyway, as I was say'n, once every year, at one of these full meen, er, moons, ya see, we chickens get a-hungry for somthin more, ken? So when it gets a-dark, we a go out 'n eat any raccoons, possums, rats, weasles, or hobbgoblins (they'er real, I tell you! Taste like catterpillars, the big a-green kind) in the vacinity. Once a year, we become monsterous were-chickens! I can feel the moon pulling it's a-persuasion on me a-already, chicks! Revenge is nigh! Buck-a bok bok bok!
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I wonder what Batgirl is thinking?