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*phone rings*
me: *answers* Hello?
ghostface: Do you like scary movies?
me: Yuuuuus...yus I do.
ghostface: Then, I-
me :WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!?
ghostface:....what?
me: WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, GOING AROUND, IMPERSONATING THE KILLER FROM SCREAM!?!?
ghostface: But I am him....
me: Ohh, yeahh, suuuuure ya pal.
ghostface: -.- But really, I-
me: STOP LYING TO ME!!!
ghostface: BUT I REALLY AM HIM!
me:...I KNOW YOU ARE BUT WHAT AM I?!?
ghostface: What???
me: EXACTLY!! YOU A LIE!!
ghostface: -_-+ Listen, I'm-
me: NOT DA REAL KILLER! I'll bet you're panties aren't even pink!
ghostface: Oe My..what???
me: YOU HEARD ME!! NOW MAKE ME A TACO, PIZZA BOY!!
ghostface:.....
michael: *from behind* Alesha? Who's on the phone?
ghostface: Oo OHMYGOD IS THAT MICHAEL MYERS!??!
me: Neuuu....IT'S YO MOM!
ghostface: -.-+
michael: Alesha....who's on the phone???
me: Noneyo.
michael: Noneyo?
me: NONE YO BUSINESS!!
michael: -_-.....
ghostface:...can I talk to Michael?
me: NEVA!!
ghostface: LEMME TALK TO HIM DAMMIT!!
me: THEN MAKE ME A SANDWICH FIRST!!
ghostface: WTF ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!??!
me:...kittens and rainbows and ponies and unicorns...yup...that's what I said....
ghostface: Oe....something's wrong with you....really...there is....
me: A IS FOR AMBER WHO DROWNED IN A POOL!
ghostface: What are yo-
amanda: *picks up other telephone* B IS FOR BILLY WHO WAS EATEN BY GHOULS!!
ghostface: Oo Oh no, not you again!!
amanda: Haaaiiiiiii!!
me: I LOVE YOU!!
ghostface:......
amanda: Alesha, do you know who you're talking to?
me:...pizza man?
ghostface: -_- No.
me:...Police?
ghostface: No.
me:...Santa Claus?
ghostface: Oo....nooooooo..... I'M GHOSTFACE DAMMIT!!
me: NEU YOU ISN'T, YOU IS IMPOSTERED!!
michael: Amanda...Alesha...who are you both talking to!?
both: NO ONE!
ghostface: I WANNA TALK TO MICHAEL!! LET ME TALK TO HIM, OR I'LL-
amanda: Stab us in the eye with a spork??
me: Gut us like a fish??
amanda: Devour out flesh while still living??
me: Shove a rabid squirrel up our left nostrils and light it on fire??
amanda: Ooooh, I like that idea!
me: ^^ Thanks!
ghostface: Oe......no......not at all what I was gonna say....
michael: -_-+ Amanda, give me the phone.
amanda: NUUUNNNNCCCCCAAAAAAAA!!!
michael: NOW.
me: MICHAEL! I THINK JAMIE'S TRYING TO LEARN TO FLY AGAIN, I HEAR HER ON THE ROOF!
michael: Oo JAMIE! *runs outside*
amanda: Niiiiice one!
me: ^^
ghostface:....what the hell is wrong with you two?!?
amanda: Well when I was 4 I heard strange noises coming from mommy and daddy's bedroom, so I opened the door and-
ghostface: THAT'S QUITE ENOUGH THANK YOU!!
me:....soooooo, Santa Claus, where's that sandwich you promised me? HMM??!
ghostface: -.-...I don't have to put up with this....
amanda: NOT UNLESS YOU HAVE KIDS!
me: YEAH, THEN IT'S LIKE THIS ALLLLLL DAY LONG!!
amanda: 3 year-olds dangling from the ceiling fans...
me: 5 year-olds clinging to your chest wanting milk EVEN THOUGH YOU IS GUY!
amanda: 2 year-olds crapping themselves like old people...
me: Ewww...old people. ><
ghostface: Oo...I'll...I'll keep that in mind, thank you....
michael: *comes back in carrying jamie* -_- Okay, who told her that every time she throws a water balloon and it hits Freddy, Chuck Norris will leave a dollar under her pillow???
ghostface: Oe
amanda:...*slowly raises hand*
michael: -_- Hang up the phone.
amanda: TT Gotta go BAHYE SANTA!! *hangs up*
ghostface: I'M NOT SANTA CLAUS!!!
me: So you arrrreeeee??
ghostface: *facepalm*
me:...Oo ARE YOU JUSTIN BIEBER?!?
ghostface: Oo WHAT?!?
me: Make me a sandwich....or I'll give out this number to every small child on this block and tell them you're Justin Bieber.....
ghostface: Oe...W...T...F....???
me:...dooooo iiiiittttt....
ghostface: NO!
me: Well...it was worth a shot.
michael: *suddenly grabs phone from me* Hello?? Who is this??
ghostface: Oo Michael?? Michael Myers?!?
michael: Yes. Who is this??
ghostface: OO I'M-!
me: NO ONE!! *snatches phone and hangs it up*
michael: TT Okay, who was that????!?
me: *walking off* Damn telemarketers again, keep asking all these weird questions....HE KEPT WANTING TO MAKE A SANDWICH FOR ME!! CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?!? THE NERVE OF SOME PEOPLE!!
me: *answers* Hello?
ghostface: Do you like scary movies?
me: Yuuuuus...yus I do.
ghostface: Then, I-
me :WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!?
ghostface:....what?
me: WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, GOING AROUND, IMPERSONATING THE KILLER FROM SCREAM!?!?
ghostface: But I am him....
me: Ohh, yeahh, suuuuure ya pal.
ghostface: -.- But really, I-
me: STOP LYING TO ME!!!
ghostface: BUT I REALLY AM HIM!
me:...I KNOW YOU ARE BUT WHAT AM I?!?
ghostface: What???
me: EXACTLY!! YOU A LIE!!
ghostface: -_-+ Listen, I'm-
me: NOT DA REAL KILLER! I'll bet you're panties aren't even pink!
ghostface: Oe My..what???
me: YOU HEARD ME!! NOW MAKE ME A TACO, PIZZA BOY!!
ghostface:.....
michael: *from behind* Alesha? Who's on the phone?
ghostface: Oo OHMYGOD IS THAT MICHAEL MYERS!??!
me: Neuuu....IT'S YO MOM!
ghostface: -.-+
michael: Alesha....who's on the phone???
me: Noneyo.
michael: Noneyo?
me: NONE YO BUSINESS!!
michael: -_-.....
ghostface:...can I talk to Michael?
me: NEVA!!
ghostface: LEMME TALK TO HIM DAMMIT!!
me: THEN MAKE ME A SANDWICH FIRST!!
ghostface: WTF ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!??!
me:...kittens and rainbows and ponies and unicorns...yup...that's what I said....
ghostface: Oe....something's wrong with you....really...there is....
me: A IS FOR AMBER WHO DROWNED IN A POOL!
ghostface: What are yo-
amanda: *picks up other telephone* B IS FOR BILLY WHO WAS EATEN BY GHOULS!!
ghostface: Oo Oh no, not you again!!
amanda: Haaaiiiiiii!!
me: I LOVE YOU!!
ghostface:......
amanda: Alesha, do you know who you're talking to?
me:...pizza man?
ghostface: -_- No.
me:...Police?
ghostface: No.
me:...Santa Claus?
ghostface: Oo....nooooooo..... I'M GHOSTFACE DAMMIT!!
me: NEU YOU ISN'T, YOU IS IMPOSTERED!!
michael: Amanda...Alesha...who are you both talking to!?
both: NO ONE!
ghostface: I WANNA TALK TO MICHAEL!! LET ME TALK TO HIM, OR I'LL-
amanda: Stab us in the eye with a spork??
me: Gut us like a fish??
amanda: Devour out flesh while still living??
me: Shove a rabid squirrel up our left nostrils and light it on fire??
amanda: Ooooh, I like that idea!
me: ^^ Thanks!
ghostface: Oe......no......not at all what I was gonna say....
michael: -_-+ Amanda, give me the phone.
amanda: NUUUNNNNCCCCCAAAAAAAA!!!
michael: NOW.
me: MICHAEL! I THINK JAMIE'S TRYING TO LEARN TO FLY AGAIN, I HEAR HER ON THE ROOF!
michael: Oo JAMIE! *runs outside*
amanda: Niiiiice one!
me: ^^
ghostface:....what the hell is wrong with you two?!?
amanda: Well when I was 4 I heard strange noises coming from mommy and daddy's bedroom, so I opened the door and-
ghostface: THAT'S QUITE ENOUGH THANK YOU!!
me:....soooooo, Santa Claus, where's that sandwich you promised me? HMM??!
ghostface: -.-...I don't have to put up with this....
amanda: NOT UNLESS YOU HAVE KIDS!
me: YEAH, THEN IT'S LIKE THIS ALLLLLL DAY LONG!!
amanda: 3 year-olds dangling from the ceiling fans...
me: 5 year-olds clinging to your chest wanting milk EVEN THOUGH YOU IS GUY!
amanda: 2 year-olds crapping themselves like old people...
me: Ewww...old people. ><
ghostface: Oo...I'll...I'll keep that in mind, thank you....
michael: *comes back in carrying jamie* -_- Okay, who told her that every time she throws a water balloon and it hits Freddy, Chuck Norris will leave a dollar under her pillow???
ghostface: Oe
amanda:...*slowly raises hand*
michael: -_- Hang up the phone.
amanda: TT Gotta go BAHYE SANTA!! *hangs up*
ghostface: I'M NOT SANTA CLAUS!!!
me: So you arrrreeeee??
ghostface: *facepalm*
me:...Oo ARE YOU JUSTIN BIEBER?!?
ghostface: Oo WHAT?!?
me: Make me a sandwich....or I'll give out this number to every small child on this block and tell them you're Justin Bieber.....
ghostface: Oe...W...T...F....???
me:...dooooo iiiiittttt....
ghostface: NO!
me: Well...it was worth a shot.
michael: *suddenly grabs phone from me* Hello?? Who is this??
ghostface: Oo Michael?? Michael Myers?!?
michael: Yes. Who is this??
ghostface: OO I'M-!
me: NO ONE!! *snatches phone and hangs it up*
michael: TT Okay, who was that????!?
me: *walking off* Damn telemarketers again, keep asking all these weird questions....HE KEPT WANTING TO MAKE A SANDWICH FOR ME!! CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?!? THE NERVE OF SOME PEOPLE!!
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The name's Frederick Charles Krueger,
But I'm better known as Freddy!
I haunt you in your dreams,
So you'd better be ready!
Oh yah? Well I'm Jason!
Jason Voorhees to be exact.
I kill with my machete,
There's no mercy when I attack!
I have a clawed glove!
I murder in your dreams!
I've killed more than you,
I love to hear their screams!
Killed more than me?
Ha! Since when?
You're just bound to a street,
You're like a pig in a pen!
So? You inhabit Crystal Lake,
Nothing more!
And you can only come on Friday 13th.
With a face even your mother couldn't adore!
That ain't true!
My mom loved me!
She killed the camp counselors.
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Mmmm...it's late...I'm bored....and just felt the insane urge to write something about Ghostface before I tried forcing myself to sleep. I've had a rough day, so writing these always makes me feel better. ^^ Hope it's enjoyable! ^^ Cause...I have no idea, I didn't even read it Oo
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