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Leaway2

Lycrist
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I think you are being lenient, its a straight red.
 

Dave7

Legendary Member
Location
Cheshire
I've just been attacked in the street by a bunch of mime artists. They did unspeakable things to me.

Last night I spotted an old TV my neighbour had left out. It had a notice attached, which said: "Free to a good home - volume stuck on full". I Thought: "I can't turn that down!"
They do sound very Tim Vine(ish).
But still very good :smile:
 

Wixsteman

Veteran
Location
In sight
I've been charged with murder for killing a bloke with sandpaper.

To be honest, I only intended to rough him up a bit
I’m sure you’ll be able to smooth things out
 

Arjimlad

Tights of Cydonia
Location
South Glos
A man is walking home from the pub late one night along a foggy country lane 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 lane 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,






[Wait for it...]








The coffin stops.
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Profpointy

Legendary Member
A man is walking home from the pub late one night along a foggy country lane 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 lane 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,






[Wait for it...]








The coffin stops.


it’s not the cough that carries you off
But the coffin they carry you off-in
 
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