Once upon a time, there was an old lady who lived alone with her dog. Yes, she lived alone. On the edge of a big... cornfield. One night, a dark and stormy night, she heard on the radio that a crazy axe murderer had escaped from the prison a few miles away. So she locked all of the windows and doors and made sure that her dog was lying by the side of her bed that night.
[her voice is getting lower and more creepy as this goes on, until she's almost whispering]
The old lady woke up in the middle of the night to a strange dripping sound. Afraid, she reached for her faithful dog, who licked her hand as always. But the dripping sound kept going, and she couldn't fall back to sleep, so she decided to investigate. She walked to the bathroom, thinking the shower might be dripping.
--When she opened the shower door, she found her dog's mutilated body hanging upside down from the shower head, the blood dripping onto the floor! Drip, drip, drip! And written in blood on the wall were the words humans can lick too!
[oh yeah. bandages on her arms!]
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[STORYTELLER VOICE]
Once upon a time, there was an old lady who lived alone with her dog. Yes, she lived alone. On the edge of a big... cornfield. One night, a dark and stormy night, she heard on the radio that a crazy axe murderer had escaped from the prison a few miles away. So she locked all of the windows and doors and made sure that her dog was lying by the side of her bed that night.
And do you know what happened next?
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The old lady woke up in the middle of the night to a strange dripping sound. Afraid, she reached for her faithful dog, who licked her hand as always. But the dripping sound kept going, and she couldn't fall back to sleep, so she decided to investigate. She walked to the bathroom, thinking the shower might be dripping.
And do you know what happened then?
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The end!
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That's the best one I know. Now you tell one.
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