
...did ya hear that creepy noise?

...yep..it came from the cellar

...lets go check it out maybe its Santa

...Santa?...it's freakin May 31st moron and since when did Santa start entering houses through cellar windows

...okay heres the plan...i'll open the cellar door and you two go check it out

...say what?! thats not a plan its a suicide mission...what if its a freakin hungry Reptilian

...good point...take a slice of pizza with ya

...i think you're both over reacting, it's probably the Easter Bunny hidin eggs

...yeah thats who it is the Easter Bunny...take this baseball bat and go get us some chocolate eggs... we'll wait here Peter Pan

...how do you like yours scrambled or sunny side up

..huh?..whats wrong with you, your Mama drop you on your head when you were a baby...lets just call the cops

...you crazy we can't call the cops the Reptilians probably turned them into flesh eating zombies by now

...okay i got a new plan... lets just get the hell outta here

...no way thats exactly what they want...those tricky blood suckin bastards are waitin to ambush us as soon as we walk out the door

...oh thats just great..i think i just pooped my pants

...quiet...somethings comin up the cellar steps

...oh God...i don't wanna die

....oh look...its only my cat Mr.Cuddles

...Mr.Cuddles??? why didn't ya tell us ya had a friggen cat...i almost had a heart attack over here

.....when did ya get a cat anyway?

...yesterday...i went to the Pet store right after the Reptilians down in the cellar ate my pitbull Darth Vader

.....waaaahhhhh waah waaaaahhhhhhhhhhh

...the moral of the story is..never go down in the cellar unless you're an starving actor who needs the work