A man was walking home alone late one foggy night, when behind him he hears:
BUMP...
BUMP...
BUMP...
Walking faster, he looks back and through the fog he makes out the image of an upright casket banging its way down the middle of the street toward him.
BUMP...
BUMP...
BUMP...
Terrified, the man begins to run toward his home, the casket bouncing quickly behind him
FASTER...
FASTER...
BUMP...
BUMP...
BUMP...
He runs up to his door, fumbles with his keys, opens the door, rushes in, slams and locks the door behind him. However, the casket crashes through his door, with the lid of the casket clapping
clappity-BUMP...
clappity-BUMP...
clappity-BUMP...
on his heels, the terrified man runs.Rushing upstairs to the bathroom, the man locks himself in. His heart is pounding; his head is reeling; his breath is coming in sobbing gasps.
With a loud CRASH the casket breaks down the door.
Bumping and clapping toward him.
The man screams and reaches for something, anything,but all he can find is a bottle of cough syrup!
Desperate, he throws the cough syrup at the casket...
and,
(hopefully you're ready for this!!!)
The coffin stops!
Peace
BUMP...
BUMP...
BUMP...
Walking faster, he looks back and through the fog he makes out the image of an upright casket banging its way down the middle of the street toward him.
BUMP...
BUMP...
BUMP...
Terrified, the man begins to run toward his home, the casket bouncing quickly behind him
FASTER...
FASTER...
BUMP...
BUMP...
BUMP...
He runs up to his door, fumbles with his keys, opens the door, rushes in, slams and locks the door behind him. However, the casket crashes through his door, with the lid of the casket clapping
clappity-BUMP...
clappity-BUMP...
clappity-BUMP...
on his heels, the terrified man runs.Rushing upstairs to the bathroom, the man locks himself in. His heart is pounding; his head is reeling; his breath is coming in sobbing gasps.
With a loud CRASH the casket breaks down the door.
Bumping and clapping toward him.
The man screams and reaches for something, anything,but all he can find is a bottle of cough syrup!
Desperate, he throws the cough syrup at the casket...
and,
(hopefully you're ready for this!!!)
The coffin stops!
Peace
16 comments:
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Oh man...that was terrible! ;)
ok...moral of the story...always have cough syrup on hand!
One winter, when I had a bad cough, I kept a bottle of cough syrup in my desk. When I left the company, I cleaned out my desk, I even stole the stapler. But what was the one item I forgot? Yup.
I bet that raised some eyebrows.
dear oh dear...its bad but it won't stop me telling it...
Oh my. I hope you did not make that up. :p
Bwahaha! Happy Halloween, Odat!
I dont get it...
Hardee, har, har. :)
D, Funny girl!
Lee, Yeah it was...but I still think it was funny...lol
Mist, Just think, you saved your office! Bet you have second thoughts about leaving the cough medicine..huh?
shadow, it's really good when told out loud!
Irene, no I can't take the credit, or blame, whatever the case may be.
Matt, you're kidding right???
pc,
lol...sorry...
lol... that just might be the worse joke ever... but can i borrow it? lol ~M
Um, that slays me, Odat. It's, shall we say, sooooo phlegmatic.
. . . as in phlegm, ok?
My friend, I will tell that joke 25 damn times tomorrow! That is a classic!
heart...sure you can have it..it's free!
Laugh and pawlie...thanks for bringing that up..
michael,
ut oh...let me know how many eggs you get thrown at you ok?
Oh wow, you had me laughing so loud at the end there! Great story.
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