was walking down the street and i looked down and found something it was a box.I went home and tried to open it it took hours but i took a crowbar and opened it inside was a small cellphone.I looked through it and looked in the cotacts.There was only one it was titled “PHONE”.I was curous about this but i just turned off the phone and turned on the tv.After a few hours the phone started ringing.”Thats weird”, I thought to myself”I knew i turned it off…”I picked up the phone and and opened the text.It said WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE?!?!? in all caps .Ï wondered about this for a second then went to bed.When i got up the next morning the phone was gone and the box was too it was like i never got the phone…WHO WAS PHONE?
Credit To – Dylan McGalin

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December 27, 2012 at 12:28 am
The trick for writing parodypasta:
EITHER
make a parody of actually scary things by making the grammar/spelling/storytelling hilariously bad
OR
make a parody of scary stories by creating a well-written, suspenseful story about something hilariously not frightening.
Don’t do both, it just looks stupid and doesn’t make me laugh.
December 29, 2012 at 7:46 am
The real question is what WERE you doing in the phone’s house?