So I was awakened around 3:30 in the morning to what sounded like a reciprocating saw. It was coming from next door; from the neighbor under eviction notice, so of course my first thought was "she has her tweeker kids over and they are stealing the plumbing!" While I was thinking over whether I should call the sheriff or not, the noise stopped, and then the water was turned on full blast in what sounded like the bathtub, and naturally my mind pictured red rivulets being frantically whisked down the drain.
I've seen enough movies to know what reciprocating saw followed by running water in the bathtub means--especially when it is done in the goddammed middle of the night. I tried to think what I would say to the sheriff, and figured it wasn't worth the bother. It was already too late for the chap anyway after all. Maybe I should have some ice cream....
Oh wow, that'd freak me out a bit, too. I've watched too much Breaking Bad lately. I think that ice cream is no longer an option; it's therapy.
ReplyDeleteYes, go and lie down on the black leather sofa. Good one Kris.
DeleteThat's why I don't watch horror movies, Agit. My imagination is already filled with enough disturbing things I've seen in real life.
ReplyDeleteNothing Profound hit the nail on the head. And can you imagine if you were the only witness to something so grim... You'd have to go into hiding, ha ha ha.
ReplyDeleteOr, be looking over your shoulder forever wondering if someone was trying to make you take an early dirt nap.
DeleteJoe and I are LAUGHING OUT LOUD WITH OUR MOUTHS OPENED! Too funny!
ReplyDeleteThanks :D
DeleteCreepy! Is it weird of me to be curious about how accurate you were? I have watched too many Dateline murder mysteries not to at least wonder. :)
ReplyDeleteYeah, J K Rowling would like Cormoran Strike to take up that one next.
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