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Posted on 3/17/14 at 3:52 pm to pivey14
Posted on 3/17/14 at 3:52 pm to pivey14
I was attacked by some sport of spirit late at night last summer. I couldn't move or talk, and could only focus on this "spirit" or whatever you want to call it that was in the room. The feeling of dread is indescribable. My dog saved my life by snapping me out of my trance.
ETA: I am not religious, or usually believe in supernatural bullshift, but this experience still scares me and makes me question certain beliefs.
ETA: I am not religious, or usually believe in supernatural bullshift, but this experience still scares me and makes me question certain beliefs.
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Posted on 3/17/14 at 4:00 pm to pivey14
I once creampied this chick and was scared to death she was pregnant. Tbh, it was a drunken mistake that I would have to pay for the rest of my life.
But then I found out that it was a post-op tranny so I was good to go. Happiest day of my life.
But then I found out that it was a post-op tranny so I was good to go. Happiest day of my life.
Posted on 3/17/14 at 4:10 pm to pivey14
Posted on 3/17/14 at 4:19 pm to pivey14
I was 6 years old climbing a tree just outside of our brick fence. Fence was reinforced on the backside by old cut-down stop sign poles so fence wouldn't lean. I was hanging on a limb facing the tree with my back to the fence when the limb snapped. Fell about seven feet and the rusted angle iron scraped my back, landed on my arse. Quarter inch closer and it might have gouged out my spine. Didn't catch my breath for ten minutes.
Posted on 3/17/14 at 4:20 pm to WestCoastAg
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did something happen to MJ?!?!
Yeah his lungs deflated couple weeks ago and he became very dehdrated. . We took him to Children's Hospital in Tulsa couple weeks ago, crib death thing happened while in ICU. He came home last week. That is why I have not been around the SECr OTB or MSB lately. Much more important things to focus on.
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Posted on 3/17/14 at 4:24 pm to sms151t
I can only imagine how scary that would be. Something happening to one of my kids is one of my biggest fears.
Glad to hear he's home.
Glad to hear he's home.
Posted on 3/17/14 at 4:29 pm to pivey14
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Starkville Hospital
You mean vet, right?
Mine was probably driving my Jeep into Sardis or narrowly escaping a DUI.
Posted on 3/17/14 at 4:54 pm to sms151t
frick man im sorry. good to hear that hes home
Posted on 3/17/14 at 4:59 pm to MIZ_COU
Senior year of college, I left a friend's house party with another friend to go to a party that wound up being in a pretty ghetto part of the city. I was already pretty buzzed when we had left and ended up gettig hammered at that party before everyone (like 25 people) decided they were going to pile into 4 pickup trucks and drunk drive downtown. Fortunately, I was wise enough to pass on that shitshow but wasn't coherent enough to realize I had just voluntarily abandoned my drunk self in a completely foreign and dangerous part of town. So, like any drunk, I grabbed a sixer of beer and beganstumbling back in the direction I thought I had originally come from. I proceeded to get chased by two pit bulls, yelled at by what seemed like the whole damn hood (I still can't make out what they were saying, but it sounded threatening so I kept my head down and power stumbled as fast as I could), and probably would have asked the cop whose car I almost fell into while in a crosswalk for help if I wasn't carrying a six pack and was obviously very drunk (I ran and for some reason he didn't chase me). I wound up making it back to the original party at 2:30 in the morning, began pounding water and passed out. I guess I learned that being chased by a pit bull while too intoxicated to run straight is a god damned living nightmare.
Posted on 3/17/14 at 5:44 pm to pivey14
Ordered a pizza when I was 14, I was the only one home. Pizza man came to the door and my dad had left me a check to pay for it with. When a gave the pizza man the check, he said that they didn't accept checks because of a "bad check policy". I told him to wait just a minute and I would see if I cound round up some cash. As I shut the door, he grabbed it and started pushing. I was able to get the door shut and locked, and he sprinted to his car and drove off. The first thing I did was call my dad who had gone out to eat with my sister. He came home, got his gun, and took me to Pizza Hut to "show him the dead motherfricker that did it". He wasn't there, so we got the manager. The manager said there was no such thing as a "bad check policy" and that that employee had never returned to work.
Posted on 3/17/14 at 5:55 pm to pivey14
I used to do a ton of hiking back in the mid 90s. Most of the time it was weekend hikes in the North Ga mountains. A buddy and I left Athens after our last classes on Thursday morning and drove up to Raven Cliffs trail head. We hiked about 4 miles and set up camp at he base of the falls. After we got settled in, we drank some mushroom tea he had made. For whatever reason, I decided to go exploring in the woods by myself while he chilled on a hammock.
I walked about a mile or so, making my own path up a hill. Reached a ridge that ended in cliffs looking over a valley. Left to go back and after about a half mile, realized I had become dis-oriented. Got a little anxious then but what really flipped me out was when I got in the middle od some real dense thicket brush. I was having to bend down and crawl and it wasn't getting any less dense. Sun was starting to go down when I finally came into a little opening in the thicket about 20 feet in diameter.
Almost dead in the middle of the clearing was what my shroomed mind first thought was a huge pile of charcoal. I was confused. Who the heck would have had a fire pit in the middle of this? I walked to it, bent down and it immediately hit me....this is a huge pile of bear shite! I was in a bear's home! Whoa....my heartrate went to defcon 1! I was paralyzed with fear. Slowly just looked around the surrounding thicket for movement but couldn't see more than a few feet in because of the dense ness and it was getting dark.
Finally just crawled about 50 yards until it opened back up into normal woods. Walked downhill about 100 more yards in the dark freaking out. Started yelling my buddies name as loud as I could but didn't hear a reply until I had felt my way down another 1/4 mile or so. Finally heard his voice yelling back and just following the direction as best I could. At about 10 pm, I finally caught a glimpse of the campfire way off in the distance and I made it back.
The experience would have been scary anyway, but tripping out on mushrooms made it the freakiest few hours of my life.
I walked about a mile or so, making my own path up a hill. Reached a ridge that ended in cliffs looking over a valley. Left to go back and after about a half mile, realized I had become dis-oriented. Got a little anxious then but what really flipped me out was when I got in the middle od some real dense thicket brush. I was having to bend down and crawl and it wasn't getting any less dense. Sun was starting to go down when I finally came into a little opening in the thicket about 20 feet in diameter.
Almost dead in the middle of the clearing was what my shroomed mind first thought was a huge pile of charcoal. I was confused. Who the heck would have had a fire pit in the middle of this? I walked to it, bent down and it immediately hit me....this is a huge pile of bear shite! I was in a bear's home! Whoa....my heartrate went to defcon 1! I was paralyzed with fear. Slowly just looked around the surrounding thicket for movement but couldn't see more than a few feet in because of the dense ness and it was getting dark.
Finally just crawled about 50 yards until it opened back up into normal woods. Walked downhill about 100 more yards in the dark freaking out. Started yelling my buddies name as loud as I could but didn't hear a reply until I had felt my way down another 1/4 mile or so. Finally heard his voice yelling back and just following the direction as best I could. At about 10 pm, I finally caught a glimpse of the campfire way off in the distance and I made it back.
The experience would have been scary anyway, but tripping out on mushrooms made it the freakiest few hours of my life.
Posted on 3/17/14 at 5:59 pm to Dick Leverage
Shrooms Movie - IMDB
Holy shite, your story kreminded me of the movie "shrooms". I am too afraid to watch it as the premise of the movie terrifies me to no end. But check it the link.
Holy shite, your story kreminded me of the movie "shrooms". I am too afraid to watch it as the premise of the movie terrifies me to no end. But check it the link.
Posted on 3/17/14 at 6:20 pm to TupeloReb
That kind of crap is scary. Back in the late 70s, when I was about 8, a man and a woman in a car stopped beside me as I was walking home from my neighbors house. The woman halfway got out and tried to pull me in by my wrist but my adrenaline induced pull away was stronger than her pull. I ran the fastest 100m ever recorded by a 8 year old to my house!
A few weeks later, my friends and I were playing in my yard and that same car, minus the woman did a real slow roll in front of my house. The man was wearing a pair of googly eye glasses that had those springs that made the eyeballs drop. I went screaming inside and told my mom, who then called the police. Everybody on the street was freaked out by this time and on the lookout. No kids were allowed outside without a parent for a long time.
About a year went by with no incident. One summer day, while my parents were at work, my older brother(13) and sister(12) were home, locked in the house. We were forbid to go outside until one of them got home. Sitting in our living room watching TV, I see a man walk by our front window through through the thin curtains. A second or two later, he was walking by the porch window and then the door knob started jiggling. I was paralyzed with fear and kind of scared to yell out to my siblings who were in their rooms. He casually walked away from the front door and retraced his path,which led to the back of the house. The curtains in the kitchen window were open and I could see him clear as day. He walked onto our deck to the back door and started jiggling the handle. As I was standing in the kitchen, he and I made eye contact through the window. I started yelling for my brother, screaming to call the police! Call the police! Man took his hand off the knob, looked at me and did a throat slash motion and just casually walked off. Cops came and waited until my mom rushed home.
Don't know if it was the same guy who tried to abduct me and later scared the piss out of me with googly eyes....but that crap scared me for years. If it was him, he was one sick person and he was determined to get me one way or another.
A few weeks later, my friends and I were playing in my yard and that same car, minus the woman did a real slow roll in front of my house. The man was wearing a pair of googly eye glasses that had those springs that made the eyeballs drop. I went screaming inside and told my mom, who then called the police. Everybody on the street was freaked out by this time and on the lookout. No kids were allowed outside without a parent for a long time.
About a year went by with no incident. One summer day, while my parents were at work, my older brother(13) and sister(12) were home, locked in the house. We were forbid to go outside until one of them got home. Sitting in our living room watching TV, I see a man walk by our front window through through the thin curtains. A second or two later, he was walking by the porch window and then the door knob started jiggling. I was paralyzed with fear and kind of scared to yell out to my siblings who were in their rooms. He casually walked away from the front door and retraced his path,which led to the back of the house. The curtains in the kitchen window were open and I could see him clear as day. He walked onto our deck to the back door and started jiggling the handle. As I was standing in the kitchen, he and I made eye contact through the window. I started yelling for my brother, screaming to call the police! Call the police! Man took his hand off the knob, looked at me and did a throat slash motion and just casually walked off. Cops came and waited until my mom rushed home.
Don't know if it was the same guy who tried to abduct me and later scared the piss out of me with googly eyes....but that crap scared me for years. If it was him, he was one sick person and he was determined to get me one way or another.
Posted on 3/17/14 at 6:54 pm to pivey14
One was a paranormal experience where I went into this old abandoned mansion late one night with a girl I was hanging out with. At the time didn't really believe in such things...had a door slam shut behind me on its own and felt a hand grab my arm out of thin air. Freaked me and her out because she felt whatever it was brush against her arm right before it grabbed me. We hauled arse outta there.
The other scariest experience was duck hunting one time...me and my dad waded out into a huge cypress brake (it was thousands of acres) to hunt. GPS went dead and we got turned around...we walked around for 8 hours lost, thinking we may end up out there all night when finally we see what looks like the end. When we emerged from the swamp, we were 100 yards from where the truck was parked. Never have I felt so relieved...you don't know scared until you're lost in a 10,000 acre swamp where at every turn it looks exactly the same.
The other scariest experience was duck hunting one time...me and my dad waded out into a huge cypress brake (it was thousands of acres) to hunt. GPS went dead and we got turned around...we walked around for 8 hours lost, thinking we may end up out there all night when finally we see what looks like the end. When we emerged from the swamp, we were 100 yards from where the truck was parked. Never have I felt so relieved...you don't know scared until you're lost in a 10,000 acre swamp where at every turn it looks exactly the same.
Posted on 3/17/14 at 7:02 pm to CheeseburgerEddie
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I was attacked by some sport of spirit late at night last summer. I couldn't move or talk, and could only focus on this "spirit" or whatever you want to call it that was in the room. The feeling of dread is indescribable
I know the feeling. After what happened to me in my above post, it sparked my interest to investigate more.
I've gone to many places and had many experiences with the supernatural. There's nothing worse feeling than being in the presence of an evil spirit...you may not even see it, but you feel it clear as day.
Posted on 3/17/14 at 7:18 pm to deltaland
Oh I've got a good one of those.
I was working at this old civil war era mansion next to Swope Park in K.C. A friend of mine owned and converted it into an event place for weddings and parties. I was installing a data network for the staff. The place had a reputation for being haunted by some woman ghost whose name I can't remember. The booking agent for the place was this very shy woman who reportedly had seen her. She didn't like to talk about it but if you really pressed her she would say that once she looked up from her desk and she was sitting in the chair opposite her. The local MENSA chapter had their halloween party there every year because of this and had a medium. I told the medium I had never seen anything and she said well she is standing right their on the stairs. I didn't see anything on the stairs.
The book keeper had an office on the second floor and would occasionally work very late. I would also occasionally work very late, although there were only a couple of times we were there late together.
So one night I'm there at like midnight. The place looked pretty spectacular. There is a huge dome in the center of the roof with stain glass that the moon was shining through onto a rotunda that went through both stories. In the basement the owner had all these heavy city directories on large metal shelves like they have in libraries. I'm up in the bookkeeper's office on the second floor when suddenly I hear shelve after shelve of these books falling over (or that's what I thought it was). Loud as hell. It sounded like one fell over and fell into each successive one knocking it over. I went down to the basement to see WTF happened (I probably should mention I've always wanted to see a ghost). I get down there and nothing. There is not on page of paper out of order. I must have looked around for half an hour.
That's almost the end of the story, but the next day I asked the bookkeeper if she had had any weird experiences when she was there late because I heard something weird last night. She asked "did it sound like all the bookshelves in the basement had been pushed over'. I said yes, and she said it had happened to her too.
ETA
Wasn't all that scary. Maybe should have put it in the weirdest thread.
I was working at this old civil war era mansion next to Swope Park in K.C. A friend of mine owned and converted it into an event place for weddings and parties. I was installing a data network for the staff. The place had a reputation for being haunted by some woman ghost whose name I can't remember. The booking agent for the place was this very shy woman who reportedly had seen her. She didn't like to talk about it but if you really pressed her she would say that once she looked up from her desk and she was sitting in the chair opposite her. The local MENSA chapter had their halloween party there every year because of this and had a medium. I told the medium I had never seen anything and she said well she is standing right their on the stairs. I didn't see anything on the stairs.
The book keeper had an office on the second floor and would occasionally work very late. I would also occasionally work very late, although there were only a couple of times we were there late together.
So one night I'm there at like midnight. The place looked pretty spectacular. There is a huge dome in the center of the roof with stain glass that the moon was shining through onto a rotunda that went through both stories. In the basement the owner had all these heavy city directories on large metal shelves like they have in libraries. I'm up in the bookkeeper's office on the second floor when suddenly I hear shelve after shelve of these books falling over (or that's what I thought it was). Loud as hell. It sounded like one fell over and fell into each successive one knocking it over. I went down to the basement to see WTF happened (I probably should mention I've always wanted to see a ghost). I get down there and nothing. There is not on page of paper out of order. I must have looked around for half an hour.
That's almost the end of the story, but the next day I asked the bookkeeper if she had had any weird experiences when she was there late because I heard something weird last night. She asked "did it sound like all the bookshelves in the basement had been pushed over'. I said yes, and she said it had happened to her too.
ETA
Wasn't all that scary. Maybe should have put it in the weirdest thread.
This post was edited on 3/17/14 at 7:26 pm
Posted on 3/17/14 at 8:13 pm to pivey14
after 24 hours I now have a CD sized inflammed spot on my left butt cheek 
Posted on 3/17/14 at 8:24 pm to pivey14
Go get that checked out breh
Posted on 3/17/14 at 8:45 pm to TupeloReb
1. I am never going hiking in my life after reading these.
2. Probably the scariest moment was when I lost my little brother. I was being a shitty baby sitter playing Madden and he just walked out the house because he wanted to play outside. (Mind you I was 13 and he was about 4). Either way I was shaking and in tears for about 5 hours after we found him 10 minutes later. WORST 10 minutes of my life
2. Probably the scariest moment was when I lost my little brother. I was being a shitty baby sitter playing Madden and he just walked out the house because he wanted to play outside. (Mind you I was 13 and he was about 4). Either way I was shaking and in tears for about 5 hours after we found him 10 minutes later. WORST 10 minutes of my life
Posted on 3/17/14 at 8:48 pm to TupeloReb
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Go get that checked out breh
Home remedies FTW
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