Description
There was once three men; a doctor, a farmer, and a hippie. They all want to stay at a small hotel far off. The first guest is the doctor. “Can I please have a room for one?” he asks. “We’re all booked… except for one,” the man behind the counter says (let’s call him Frank), “but people say it’s haunted, so beware.” The doctor thinks nothing of it and hikes to the room. While sleeping, he hears an eerie voice from a distance… “I gotcha where I wantcha, and now I’m gonna eatcha!” The doctor, startled, run out of the room and back to his work.
The next night, the farmer swaggers into the motel. “I’d like a room for one,” he says to ‘Frank.’ “We’re all booked… except for one,” Frank replies. “But people say it’s haunted, so beware.” The farmer considers this an option to leave, but decides to say and powerwalks up to the room. While catching some z’s, he hears a high-pitched voice from afar… “I gotcah where I wantcha, and now I’m gonna eatcha!” On the verge of screaming, the farmer runs crazily back to his farm.
On the final night, the hippie strolls calmly into the lobby. “Do you have a room for one, please?” he asks. “I’m sorry, we’re all out… except for one,” Frank responds. “People say it’s haunted, so beware!” The hippie doesn’t hear the haunted part, and takes the key to his room. When asleep, he awakes to hear a distant cry… “I gotcha where I wantcha, and now I’m gonna eatcha!” The hippie, not effected, starts walking towards the repeating voice. It’s coming from the bathroom. So he opens the door… (*add a suspenseful pause*) to find a little boy with his finger up his nose. He repeats the phrase, and eats the booger from his finger!
(THE END)
