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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bikers & misunderstandings = fear
I was a young weeny biker, long hair etc on my 250 honda (in, er, 1978) and was invited to a party of older, well hard bikers (no names but you know who i mean) my mate pulled a knife to open a party four can and misunderstanding his intention got pounced on and the tnuc ran off leaving me to face the rest of 'em. I got ruffled a little bit and they stretched me out on the floor with a bad ass at either end who'd poke me with a knife if i moved.
i was not in a happy state. esp. when the convs. were about what to do with the body...
after about an hour of this, I sat up and said 'I've had it, just do it if you're going to do it'
the feckers just laughed out loud and passed me a beer: 'you'll do they said' and more scarily, invited me to join up.
length? none, it had burrowed so far back into my body......
( , Wed 28 Feb 2007, 13:26, Reply)
I was a young weeny biker, long hair etc on my 250 honda (in, er, 1978) and was invited to a party of older, well hard bikers (no names but you know who i mean) my mate pulled a knife to open a party four can and misunderstanding his intention got pounced on and the tnuc ran off leaving me to face the rest of 'em. I got ruffled a little bit and they stretched me out on the floor with a bad ass at either end who'd poke me with a knife if i moved.
i was not in a happy state. esp. when the convs. were about what to do with the body...
after about an hour of this, I sat up and said 'I've had it, just do it if you're going to do it'
the feckers just laughed out loud and passed me a beer: 'you'll do they said' and more scarily, invited me to join up.
length? none, it had burrowed so far back into my body......
( , Wed 28 Feb 2007, 13:26, Reply)
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