Messing with the Dark Side
We all like to tell stories about the *spooky* things that happen when people mess around with Ouija boards, hexes and spells.
A friend had wierd banging noises in his house for months and was deeply, deeply worried that it was the result of getting drunk and attempting to summon the devil.*
What's scared the crud out of you after you've played with the dark side?
* it turned out to be a tramp living in his attic (no, really). Also, -5 points for rubbish Star Wars jokes
( , Thu 20 Apr 2006, 11:58)
We all like to tell stories about the *spooky* things that happen when people mess around with Ouija boards, hexes and spells.
A friend had wierd banging noises in his house for months and was deeply, deeply worried that it was the result of getting drunk and attempting to summon the devil.*
What's scared the crud out of you after you've played with the dark side?
* it turned out to be a tramp living in his attic (no, really). Also, -5 points for rubbish Star Wars jokes
( , Thu 20 Apr 2006, 11:58)
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Cursed Foxes mint
There was a kid in our school who was a bit of a cock. Lets call him Javi Rumnoodoo.
Actually he wasn't that bad probably us just being cunts. But we decided one day to curse a fox's mint and give it to him. The cursing consisted of sitting round the mint and chanting rubbish. He ate it, and we all chuckled. The next day he didn't come in to school, or the rest of the week I seem to remember. When he did come back it turned out the day after he ate the mint his dad and his brother both died in a car crash.
Despite knowing full well our rubbish mint had nothing to do with it, and not believe in all that rumnoodoo anyway I still feel a little bad for doing it :(
( , Thu 20 Apr 2006, 16:25, Reply)
There was a kid in our school who was a bit of a cock. Lets call him Javi Rumnoodoo.
Actually he wasn't that bad probably us just being cunts. But we decided one day to curse a fox's mint and give it to him. The cursing consisted of sitting round the mint and chanting rubbish. He ate it, and we all chuckled. The next day he didn't come in to school, or the rest of the week I seem to remember. When he did come back it turned out the day after he ate the mint his dad and his brother both died in a car crash.
Despite knowing full well our rubbish mint had nothing to do with it, and not believe in all that rumnoodoo anyway I still feel a little bad for doing it :(
( , Thu 20 Apr 2006, 16:25, Reply)
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