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    Spooky Goings On

    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 Calpol!



    Desperate, he throws the Calpol syrup at the casket...








    and,



















    The coffin stopped.
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    One thing tho..




    Calpol is like paracetemol not cough medicine

    Should have said Benylin
    "Through me the way into the suffering city,
    Through me the way to the eternal pain,
    Through me the way that runs among the lost.
    Justice urged on my high artificer;
    My maker was divine authority,
    The highest wisdom, and the primal love.
    Before me nothing but eternal things were made,
    And I endure eternally.
    Abandon every hope, ye who enter here."


    And like that… he's gone

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      #3
      reaper....You are just soooooooo learned.
      "I am a constant source of entertainment to myself"



      "of all the seasons...of ALL the bloody seasons...

      www.disclosureproject.org

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        #4
        "Its not about the long ball or the short ball, its about the right ball." Bob Paisley

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          #5
          Originally posted by The Reaper View Post





          One thing tho..




          Calpol is like paracetemol not cough medicine

          Should have said Benylin
          yeah but everyone loves Calpol

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            #6
            Wasnt being smart.


            Id rather warn him before he ****s it up in front of his mates in the pub and gets the piss ripped out of him
            "Through me the way into the suffering city,
            Through me the way to the eternal pain,
            Through me the way that runs among the lost.
            Justice urged on my high artificer;
            My maker was divine authority,
            The highest wisdom, and the primal love.
            Before me nothing but eternal things were made,
            And I endure eternally.
            Abandon every hope, ye who enter here."


            And like that… he's gone

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