Igor Gets a Brain

Igor had been in a snit ever since Dr Frankenstein pressured him into placing the creature on his bowling team.

The Whistling Gravediggers (ranked number one in the Ghouly League) were sure to walk away with another title this year. But ever since the 'Big Stiff' joined their ranks, team morale is at an all time low.

"Why must we embrace this Frankenstein monster as one of our own?" complained Otto. "He bowls like one who clenches his bowels and is afraid to release them for fear of embarrassing consequences."

"No!" cried Frederick. "He bowls like my coat tree! If my coat tree had stylish bowling attire."

"Enough!" demanded Igor. "That creature has been a bur in my correctional shoe long enough. I will find him a new brain! One that works! And then he won't give a thought to our foolish activities. He'll be too busy contemplating himself.

That very evening, Igor stole a brain from a place where they kept such things and made the switch while the monster slept.

Upon awakening, the creature was comforted by the presence of Igor.

"Hello," the creature cooed in a dreamy voice. "My name is Olga. Is that a bulge on your shoulder? or are you just happy to see me? Come over here you little hump!"

When last seen, Igor was seeking out another brain - for himself.