User:ASTROCAKE

My friend Robert told me this story once, thought it was worth sharing.

Knock, Knock

Jack and his friend Brian used to have this thing for years when they came over to each others place. Instead of using the doorbell, they would knock on the door and initiate corny knock knock jokes. Then after said joke they would invite each other in. I know, pretty stupid but it was their thing I guess. I was told as they got older and moved into apartment complexes, they both resorted to sending texts. Jack and Brian would then buzz open the main front doors to let each other up. It is funny when I realize how long they have been doing this, since both were kids. Yet I found out every time they always managed to have a new knock knock joke. I'll say this. I am impressed my their level of friendship and the streak of their ritual. One day Jack got a text from a number he didn't even know saying “Knock, Knock”. He didn't respond right away at all. I guess he wasn't going to reply back to a number he didn't know. Might be another friend messing with him, he probably thought. Hmm I wonder if it's because they love making fun of their ritual. Brian starting to scream from downstairs to let him in, that the new number was his new phone. This is when I am sure later he explained how he lost his phone at a club a few days prior. You have to be careful with those things. So overall nothing strange right? Well....a few days later after that Jack started getting “Knock, Knock” from Brian's old number. This was happening at random times throughout the day for almost a week. Jack probably thought it was Brian now messing with him There was a text from Jack “Not funny dude.” Minutes later there was a reply saying “Oh I find this funny. Let me in.” Jack called up the old number and nobody picked up. He proceeded to call Brian's new number which was picked up after a few rings. I could only imagine the conversation went like this. “What up dude? How ya shakin?” said Brian. “Man I do not like this new joke you taken up to doing. Fucking quit it.” There was a pause for a moment. “Uh....ok. You are going to have to explain to me what the hell you are going on about buddy.” Jack then told him about the odd messages he was getting. Brian swore up and down that he wasn't sending them. Jack then asked if he could do anything about it, to shut down his old service but Brian was using a prepaid phone, so it was no use. I heard that Jack didn't believe him. “Well I am gonna be sleeping over at your place till these damn messages stop. Or the other way around” said Jack “Fine...fine whatever man” replied Brian. I am sure that is how the conversation went. Who really cares. So Jack had Brian spend the night over by his place. Jack's girlfriend Amy ended up coming home from working third shift when I am sure she noticed Brian getting settled on the couch. I overhead a bit of what was said. “Brian, heard you have been committing yourself to a new prank. Way to freak out my boyfriend. I knew these Knock Knock jokes would turn into something else.” “It's not me. I keep telling your paranoid boyfriend, he won't listen.” Amy just suggested that Jack change his number. “I am not changing my number if this asshole here is messing with me” I'm sure he gestured towards Brian. It was a few hours after that when Jack got a text from Brian's old number. “Knock, Knock. Can I be your friend too?” Brian or Amy at this point probably suggested that they either get the cops on it or simply change the number. Realizing it would be sort of silly to simply call the cops to say that someone is stalking through text, Jack changed his number. Everything was fine and good. A few days went by with no issue. Then...... Brian was found in his apartment by his sister I think. I bet only minor details about what happened to Brian were told. Only the fact that he was found in pieces, spread throughout his apartment. That sort of thing is hard to not bring up. Why....why would anyone do such a thing to him? A few days after his death, Jack got a text from Brian's phone (not the old but newer one) saying “Knock, Knock. Can I be your friend now? I heard there is an opening.” Oh he called the cops and told them that whoever killed Brian now had his phone. The number and what service he used was given so they could track his SIM card. The next day the police found the phone outside of the funeral home that was preparing Brian's body. I don't blame Jack for tossing and turning that whole night. There was some weirdo out there messing with his life. He was probably wondering who it was. Why would anyone do such a thing? It was a little after one in the morning when, Jack seemed to easily hear his front door open up. “Amy?” he called out from his bedroom. Heh. There was a dead silence in the bedroom. Then suddenly there was a knock, knock at the bedroom door. Jack answered back “Yea girly you can come in, I'm not wacking off or anything”. Ahahaa oh such fun. I like this joke. I see why Jack and Brian did this for years. Brian spilled everything about Jack to me....before I spilled him anyway. I stood at the door and said “Hey...I don't have a phone to use anymore. So I figured I do this in person”. I knocked twice on Jack's bedroom door and say “This is the part where you ask 'Who is there?'” I hear Jack then scramble out of his bed and dialing his phone. I brandished my hook, opened the bedroom door, and looked forward to punchline I was about to deliver upon poor Jack. Hmm...I wonder when Amy is coming over tonight.