The Bloody Finger

::phone rings, no caller ID number shows::

ME: "Hello!"

TBF: ::super creepy voice:: "I AM THE BLOODY FINGER AND I'M ONLY A FEW MILES AWAY!"

ME: ::hangs up::

::phone rings a few minutes later::

ME: "Hello!"

TBF: "I AM THE BLOODY FINGER AND I'M ONLY A TWO MILES AWAY!"

ME: "Very funny...knock it off." ::hangs up::

::phone rings about 5 minutes later::

ME: ::a bit nervous:: "Hello?"

TBF: "I AM THE BLOODY FINGER AND I'M LESS THAN ONE MILE AWAY!"

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Now I'm getting a bit more nervous. It's clearly not any of my friends playing a joke or anything.

::phone rings::

ME: "Hello?"

TBF: "I AM THE BLOODY FINGER AND I'M ONLY 7 HOUSES AWAY FROM YOU!"

ME: "Knock it off loser! And stop calling!"

{lucikly Wifey and the kids aren't home, but the puppy is going nuts! Barking (Howling?) at the front door!}

::phone rings::

ME: "Now listen, Asshole..."

TBF: ::super creepy voice:: "I AM THE BLOODY FINGER AND I'M STANDING ON YOUR DRIVEWAY!"

ME: ::I'm just about to call the police when there is a knock on my frontdoor... and for some stupid reason I open it!!:


And there, standing at my door, is the largest, creepiest guy you've ever seen in your life.

TBF: ::super creepy voice:: "I AM THE BLOODY FINGER.....do you have a Band-Aid?"

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The above story might or might not be true.