Today I am honored to welcome a talented and creative guest blogger:
My guest blogger, Hillbilly Duhn, decided to do something a little different. She's a huge fan of the book 'Alice in Wonderland,' and always loved the story and all the strange people and animals that Alice came across. She decided to make her own hillbilly version of the tale, and continue each chapter of the tale on a different blog. I was flattered when she asked me to be a part of her story... If you haven't read the previous chapters they are here:
Now I could say wondering through the woods deep in the recesses of a holler hole was a strange thing, saying it isn't as bizarre as actually doing it. Yet, here I am, following a rabbit hither dither for no better reason then, it winked at me.
After slurping down Nugget Margarita's my head still felt a little fuzzy. Not to say it wasn't already fuzzy being in a holler hole.
I fear I must have eaten something bad back in the holler, because I think I am hallucinating something fierce. I mean, think about it, why would a hillbilly follow a rabbit down a hole in the first place?
I've been to some pretty strange places since all this began. I've been here and here. And I already mentioned those mean margarita's.
I even just had the strangest conversation with an orange five of hearts who is somewhere off in this crazy world getting ready to graffiti something.
So here I am, in the middle of the woods, once again, wondering aimlessly in search of a rabbit who is, by the way, late for something.
Walking a bit further down another worn path, I came across a gaggle of mushrooms. Their soft tops called out to me to sit awhile.
Upon sitting on one that was red with white polka dots, I immediately felt plum worn out. Just when my lids thought to close, in front of me a caterpillar inched up. (inched?) It looked at me quite queerly and asked "Who are you?"
"I don't know." I replied in a sleepy drawl. "Who are you?"
"You don't know who you are?" Asked the caterpillar who I noticed resembled KathyB!.
"No, well, yes." I shrugged. "I'm Hillbilly Duhn or at least I was back in the holler, but strange things have been happening to me, and I'm tired and a bit out of sorts."
"What's a holler?" Asked the caterpillar.
"It's a place where things like you don't talk. Instead, you turn into butterflies."
"Oh, sure I'll do that." Said the KathyB! caterpillar. "But they don't talk? Now THAT'S absurd!"
"No more absurd then me talking to you." I blew out a breath. What the folks back in the holler would say if they could see me now.
"Why are you so crabby?" Asked the caterpillar obviously taking note of my tone.
"I'm hungry." I said impatiently.
"Then eat." The caterpillar motioned to the mushroom I was sitting on and inched off...
**Did I take a bite of that mushroom? Follow me to: The Lizzardbits Tale to find out what happens next!! Hope to see you there.