
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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She says, 'They fly at your face and shit on you.'
Hah, I said, you wimp, do they feck! as we walked across the big square in Venice, where there were approximately 5 hungry pigeons to each tourist.
Just then, a pigeon randomly flew at my face and shat on me. Bitch.
( , Tue 27 Feb 2007, 12:24, Reply)
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