0.11/01  Last of the Halloween stories

I laughed so hard - I just have to share this with you all !

Cheers ( THIS was a YOU ALL - then there was 3 strikes on boxes which were full)
CYN



Date:    Wed, Nov 1, 2000, 8:15am
From:    Gene Halaburt
Subject:    Last of the Halloween stories

A man was walking home alone late one night when he
hears a.......


BUMP...









BUMP...









BUMP... behind him.








Walking faster he looks back, and makes out the image of an upright
coffin banging its way down the middle of the street towards him.



BUMP...




BUMP...




BUMP...










Terrified, the man begins to run towards his home, the coffin 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 coffin crashes through his
door, with the lid of the coffin clapping ...










clappity-BUMP...










clappity-BUMP...





clappity-BUMP...






clappity-BUMP...










on the heels of the terrified man.... .




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 coffin breaks down the door and
comes Bumping and clapping towards him.








The man screams and reaches for
something heavy, anything ...
his hand comes to rest on a large bottle of Robitussin.









Desperate, he throws the Robitussin as
hard as he can at the apparition.


























The coffin stops.