Illustration Friday: Punchline.
Once upon a time, there was an old widow. She lived alone, with her two cats, so she wasn't really alone, but anyway - One night, just as she was laying down for bed, the phone rang. "I am the Viper!" a voice hissed. The old lady hung up right away, thinking it was some young whippersnapper playing a prank.
Just as she was dozing off, the phone rang again. "I am the Viper!" the voice hissed again, "and I am coming soon!" The widow slammed the phone down, her heart racing. Was this a prank, or something more sinister?
The phone rang again, and the old lady picked it up with a trembling hand. "I am the Viper, and I am almost at your house!" The old lady quickly hung up, wondering what to do. Should she call 911? Yell for help? She didn't want the neighbors to think she was some old frightened fool.
Then there was a banging on her door. The widow slid into the kitchen and grabbed a strong, heavy, butcher's knife. She crept up to the door and opened it. A man stood on her front porch and he said...