Hatchet2006

Ben:
We want to do a haunted swap tour.

Rev. Zombie:
I don't do night tours anymore, I'm not allowed to. Insurance got to high after what happened.

Marcus:
Too bad. Let's go.

Ben:
Wait, wait, what happened?

Rev. Zombie:
Oh, you *dont* want to know.

Ben:
[eagerly] I so want to know.

Rev. Zombie:
I had a tour group, out in the swamp, last Halloween. It was the mist of night, and there was this kid, who looked kind of like you, he was spooked by something in the marsh. He saw two eyes staring at him from the woods, it chilled him to his very marrow. He wanted to get off the boat in a hurry, and he had his foot dangling over the edge. He...

Ben:
He fell in?

Marcus:
A gator got him?

Rev. Zombie:
He slipped, hit his head, on the roof... and sued me for negligence! That cock sucker!

Ben:
[disapointed] That's it?