A man was walking home alone late one foggy night, when behind him he

hears:

BUMP...

BUMP...

BUMP...

Walking faster, he looks back and through the fog he makes out the image

of an upright casket banging its way down the middle of the street

toward him.

BUMP...

BUMP...

BUMP...

Terrified, the man begins to run toward his home, the casket bouncing

quickly behind him

FASTER...

FASTER...

BUMP...

BUMP...

BUMP...

He runs up to his door, fumbles with his keys, opens the door, rushes

in, slams and locks the door behind him.

However, the casket crashes through his door, with the lid of the casket

clapping

clappity-BUMP...

clappity-BUMP...

clappity-BUMP...

on his heels, the terrified man runs.

Rushing upstairs to the bathroom, the man locks himself in. His heart is

pounding; his head is reeling; his breath is coming in sobbing gasps.

With a loud CRASH the casket breaks down the door.

Bumping and clapping toward him.

The man screams and reaches for something, anything, but all he can find

is a bottle of cough syrup!

Desperate, he throws the cough syrup at the casket...

and,

(hopefully you're ready for this!!!)

The coffin stops

OH NO! thats so bad it's good.

It´s the way I tell ´em..................

OH NO! thats so bad it's good.

I love this expression, and so appropriate in this case.