When were you last really scared?
We'd been watching the Shining. We were staying in an old church building. In hindsight, taking the shortcut home after midnight, in the mist, through the old graveyard was a bad idea.
I'm not sure what started it, but suddenly all the hairs on my neck had gone up and I was crapping myself. It was almost as bad as when, after a few cups of coffee too many and buzzing on caffeine, I got freaked out by my own reflection in the toilets.
When were you last really scared?
( , Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
We'd been watching the Shining. We were staying in an old church building. In hindsight, taking the shortcut home after midnight, in the mist, through the old graveyard was a bad idea.
I'm not sure what started it, but suddenly all the hairs on my neck had gone up and I was crapping myself. It was almost as bad as when, after a few cups of coffee too many and buzzing on caffeine, I got freaked out by my own reflection in the toilets.
When were you last really scared?
( , Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
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Being six-feet-three helps rather helps with this. However, when I was about nine or so, and consequently somewhat shorter than I am now, I was walking home from school past the local fire station. The doors swung open, the lights flashed, the sirens wailed. SHIIIIIIT! I swear I have never ran faster than that since.
( , Fri 23 Feb 2007, 21:34, Reply)
Being six-feet-three helps rather helps with this. However, when I was about nine or so, and consequently somewhat shorter than I am now, I was walking home from school past the local fire station. The doors swung open, the lights flashed, the sirens wailed. SHIIIIIIT! I swear I have never ran faster than that since.
( , Fri 23 Feb 2007, 21:34, Reply)
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