Okay, I didn't like intentionally scare her, but I did anyway! Who wants to hear how? Nobody? Well too bad, I'm gonna tell you anyway!
So anyway....whenever my parents leave the house, I have this habit of turning the volume up on everything, which today was the TV. But, I had also happened to be playing Mortal Kombat! And as you know, Mortal Kombat = loud and drawn out screams of bloody murder, literally. So, imagine that on max volume, and imagine being a fuckin'......300 year old lady. Yeah, that would scare the piss out of you too! So I'm playin, and I'm biting people's heads off, and getting them impaled on spikes....hehe, so she can hear all the screaming next door. So guess what? The phone rings. She calls my house, and then the conversation goes like this:
Old lady: Hellloooooo? (I assume she talks in a drawn-out manner cuz she's like 800 years old and is on every medication you can think of)
Me: Hi?
Old lady: Looooorreenaaaa?
Me: Yes?
Old lady: Are youuu okaaaay?
Me: Me, yeah I'm fine! Why?
Old lady: Oooohhh....I heeaard screeaaming! I didn't knooow if it was yoouu or the TEEEVEE!
Me: hahaha.....no, I'm fine
Old lady: Ooooh, oookay, welll, goodbye...
Me: Goodbye.
Yeah.....so she calls back like 2 hours later when my father is home, and she tells him "I thought I could hear somebody getting murdered! I dooon't want yoour daughter to think I'm some kind of busybody thooouugh...."
Maybe next time my parents aren't home, I'll throw a "screaming fit" like an enraged 8 year old and see what happens, hehehe 😉
So anyway....whenever my parents leave the house, I have this habit of turning the volume up on everything, which today was the TV. But, I had also happened to be playing Mortal Kombat! And as you know, Mortal Kombat = loud and drawn out screams of bloody murder, literally. So, imagine that on max volume, and imagine being a fuckin'......300 year old lady. Yeah, that would scare the piss out of you too! So I'm playin, and I'm biting people's heads off, and getting them impaled on spikes....hehe, so she can hear all the screaming next door. So guess what? The phone rings. She calls my house, and then the conversation goes like this:
Old lady: Hellloooooo? (I assume she talks in a drawn-out manner cuz she's like 800 years old and is on every medication you can think of)
Me: Hi?
Old lady: Looooorreenaaaa?
Me: Yes?
Old lady: Are youuu okaaaay?
Me: Me, yeah I'm fine! Why?
Old lady: Oooohhh....I heeaard screeaaming! I didn't knooow if it was yoouu or the TEEEVEE!
Me: hahaha.....no, I'm fine
Old lady: Ooooh, oookay, welll, goodbye...
Me: Goodbye.
Yeah.....so she calls back like 2 hours later when my father is home, and she tells him "I thought I could hear somebody getting murdered! I dooon't want yoour daughter to think I'm some kind of busybody thooouugh...."
Maybe next time my parents aren't home, I'll throw a "screaming fit" like an enraged 8 year old and see what happens, hehehe 😉