The Telephone in the Back

Edgar Allan Poe.

LMAO I SEE THE WONDER PETS REFERENCE DONT THINK YOU COULD HIDE IT

The caller of the phone had a loud distinguished voice, she spoke with rhythm and rhyme. “I’m the sauce” the faceless name sang. “Barbie dippin” my grandfather whispered. Still standing from after, confused and startled from this mysterious conversation and sudden revelation that my grandfather might still be alive, I wait and listen to try and catch any answers that this conversation could provide me. “I’m the boss” the voice spoke again still speaking in somewhat of a singing voice. “Barbie sippin” my grandfather rasped with more urgency than the last. “You are ready. You can now start your new like as a barb. Welcome sister.” The voice speaks in a authoritative voice. The phone is placed back down on the hilt signaling that the conversation is over. “Grandfather.” I say, breaking the silence. He turns and looks at me, to my horror his face has been disfigured to resemble a face I recognize. There sitting in the chair with wood still strapped to their back was Nicki Minaj her self.

Freaking cool

The constant uneasiness throughout reading this, using my own imagination to create the scenes described... Idk why but this is really good

…and this is why millennials & gen z stopped having landlines folks.

Y u gotta scare me like dis

Freakin telemarketers

Did the phone's wire go to hell? Was he waiting for the call because he was waiting to die? And then the devil or something called to take him away? This was a splendid story, I'm sure I'll have nightmares.

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on the other side of the phone an unmistakable voice echoes “We've been trying to reach you concerning your vehicle's extended warranty. You should've received a notice in the mail about your car's extended warranty eligibility. Since we've not gotten a response, we're giving you a final courtesy call before we close out your file”

Darn it Grandpa’s up to his old tricks again