Saturday, July 24, 2010

Long and creepy-joke?

Last Saturday night; a young chap was walking home from a club. It was a cold, wet, windy evening, and he was tired and freezing. Most of the streetlights in the area were broken, and the silence was only broken by the occasional sound of a stray cat sifting through a dustbin. Then suddenly he heard a strange noise.......




















BUMP........



































BUMP........



































BUMP........



































Startled by this, he turned, and to his amazement, through the driving rain, he saw the faint outline of a large box turning into his road.





























BUMP........









































BUMP........









































BUMP........



































He froze to the spot, he couldn't believe his eyes, as the box approached from the shadows, he was able to make out its shape more clearly....It was a coffin.











Not wanting anything to do with this, he put his head down and started walking briskly home.









































BUMP........



































BUMP........



































BUMP........





























He could feel the coffin gaining on him, He started walking faster.........



































BUMP........BUMP......



































BUMP........BUMP.....



































BUMP........BUMP......



































The coffin was closing with his every step, he started to jog, but he heard the coffin speed up after him......









































BUMP....BUMP...BUMP...



































BUMP....BUMP...BUMP...









































BUMP....BUMP...BUMP...























He started to sprint, but so did the coffin.





























BUMP...BUMP...BUMP...BUMP.





























BUMP...BUMP...BUMP...BUMP....



































BUMP...BUMP...BUMP...BUMP.





























Eventually he made it to his front door, but he knew the coffin was only seconds behind. Fumbling around in his pocket, he pulled out his keys, His hand trembling; he managed to open the lock. He dived inside slamming the front door behind him. He shot into his front room, and slumped into his comfy chair.

















Suddenly there was a loud crash, as the coffin smashed its way through the front door. The force of the impact broke the lock off the coffin allowing the lid to swing freely on its rusty hinges as it continue its chase.....









































BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...



































BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...



































BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...



































BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...





























In horror the young lad fled again, as fast as his shaking legs could take him he bolted upstairs to the bathroom and locked the door........



































BUMP...SCREECH...HOP...BUMP...SCREEC H...HOP...









































BUMP...SCREECH...HOP.... BUMP...SCREECH...HOP...



































BUMP...SCREECH...HOP... BUMP...SCREEC H...HOP...





























The coffin again gave chase up the stairs, across the landing and launched itself at the bathroom door. With an almighty smash, the bathroom door flew off its hinges....











The coffin stood in the doorway, and then started to approach the young terrified lad.





























BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...





























BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...























BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...



































In a last ditch attempt to save his skin, he reached for his bathroom cabinet......











He grabbed a bar of Imperial Leather soap and threw it at the coffin. Still it came .



































BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...























He grabbed his can of Lynx deodorant and threw it .....











Still it came......















































BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...









































He grabbed his first aid kit and threw it...























still it came......



































BUMP...SCREECH...BUMP...SCREECH...



































He grabbed some Benilyn cough mixture and threw it........











































































































The coffin stopped.

Long and creepy-joke?
excellent, thumbs up dude.
Reply:Hahahaha, never saw that ending coming! Very good!!! 10 out of 10! ;)
Reply:funny
Reply:Oh dear.... thought it was going to be a really good ending... all that build up for nothing.....
Reply:oh my god!!!
Reply:is that it????????????


What's in the coffin??????
Reply:lol that was great. I thought it was going to be a cheesy endind but it ended really good. Very well told, 10/10
Reply:Heard a different version,but still good
Reply:It wasn't the cough that carried him off, t'was the coffin they carried him off in !


P.S. My index finger aches !
Reply:Oh gawd. I cant believe I actually laughed at that one. I shouldnt think so, but it was good.
Reply:that was really really good, thanks 4 sharing ;)
Reply:Very good my friend. Anymore?
Reply:It deserved a better ending.
Reply:what was it all about
Reply:A bit too long.
Reply:It was funny until the ending..
Reply:Laughed my a** off


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