[i]Years ago
In this very restaurant
The Hash Slinging Slasher used to be a fry cook
Just. like. You.
Only Clumsier!
The one night, when he was CUTTING the Patties
It happened
He forgot the secret sauce?
No
He didn't wash his hands
No
Irregular portions?
NO!
He cut off his own hand by mistake!
You mean like this?
Or like this? x8
Except he wasn't a sponge
So?
SO IT DIDNT GROW BACK
AHHHH NO!
And replaced his hand with a rusty spatulas
And he got hit by a bus
And at his funeral they fired him!
Now every- what night is it?
Tuesday
Tuesday Night! His ghost returns to the Krusty Krab, to reap his horrible vengeance...
*gasp* But today's Tuesday Night
Then he'll be coming
How do we know?
There are 3 signs that signal the approach of the Hash Slinging Slasher
First the lights will flicker on and off, next-
Dude can I have some ketchup
Oh here you go
Next the phone will ring and there will be nobody there
Finally the Hash Slinger Slasher arrives in the ghost of the bus that ran him over
He exits the bus and crosses the street without looking both ways.
Because he's already dead.
He taps on the window with his greasy spatula hand
He opens the door
*screech*
He slowly approaches the counter...
You know what he does next?
What?
You really want to know?
What?
Are you sure you want to know?
WHAT WHAT WHAT DOES HE DO?!
He gets ya!
*SCREAMING*
*laughing*[/i]
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are u still in that asylum