Gangster ‘Johnny’: [Hears a knock at door] Who is it?
Deliveryman: It’s me, Papa John’s. I got the stuff.
Gangster ‘Johnny’: Leave it on the doorstep and get the hell outta here.
Deliveryman: All right, Johnny, but what about my money?
Gangster ‘Johnny’: What money?
Deliveryman: Papa said you had some dough for me.
Gangster ‘Johnny’: That a fact? How much do I owe ya?
Deliveryman: Papa said $7.99.
Gangster ‘Johnny’: [Smirks] Too bad Papa ain’t in charge no more.
Deliveryman: What do ya mean?
Gangster ‘Johnny’: He’s out back, yelling at squirrels. He’ll call you when he’s finished.
Gangster ‘Johnny’: Hey, I tell ya what I’m gonna give *you*, deliveryman.
[Pulls out machine gun]
Gangster ‘Johnny’: I’m gonna give you to the count of 10, to get your ugly, yella, no-good keister off my property, before I pump your guts full of lead!
Deliveryman: All right, Johnny, I’m sorry. I’m goin’!
Gangster ‘Johnny’: 1 … 2 … 10!
[Starts unloading bullets into the Deliveryman while laughing maniacally]
Gangster ‘Johnny’: Keep the change, ya filthy animal!
~ Fin ~
