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?
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chthonic, Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
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Skunk MonkeyWhilst laying in bed i spied a spider monkey in my wardrobe. The little blighter just stared and followed my gaze round the room.
For nearly 4 hours.
When i awoke, i saw my favourite Fila t-shirt hanging out of the wardrobe.
Goddamn brain monkey.
Then theres the time i arrived home at 3am shit scared and soaked. Whilst walking back through Norwich i thought the black beamer that turned onto my road was following me, with intent to drive by gun me down (In Norwich?). As it got closer behind me, the noise of the filthy big exhaust got louder and louder and just at the point where i thought death was coming - they wound down the windows.
I had a near instant choice to make, die here and now. Or hit the deck like a trained soldier and find some cover. I decided to flatten myself to the floor behind a car - in the midst of a puddle Dr Gloucester would be proude of. And waited for the bullets to fly.
After a minute, i realised that they had not shot anything. and the Beamer was probably just an old shite one not a Mafia/Yardy owned one. And that i could get up now.
I near ran the last mile home (well - ran, after 1/16 hash in 6 cakes i sort of made it home).
I still say lucky to be alive.
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bazza van der trance , ooh baby baby, baby baby. Get up on this., Tue 27 Feb 2007, 13:55,
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