Scariest event that has ever occurred in your life?

[Federer and Del Potro]

Starting this thread because I am mentally shaken up right now, these past few nights experienced easily the scariest event in my life. I want to know the scariest events that have ever occurred in your life. Can be just generally scary/worrisome or supernatural if you've got em . These events occurred the night of 7/5/2017 and 7/7/2017 at around 2 AM each time.

I live in a really quiet town, so anything out of the ordinary is pretty easily observable. So, I'll try to make this as short as possible. My bedroom is located near the back of my apartment complex, so my window overlooks the back of the area. It's largely uninteresting, a moderately sized piece of grassy land, and a church a stones throw away. A few nights ago, at around 2 in the morning, I heard a strange rustling and crunching noise. I didn't think much of it. But as I turn to head to the bathroom and to grab some water, I naturally gaze over the open window - and I freeze for a second. I see a big, hulking shadow just standing there. I am on the 2nd floor of the complex so it was a good bit less scary then seeing that from the first floor, I'd imagine. I have no clue if the figure saw me but I definitely saw it. I spent the next few hours wondering what on earth I had just seen, the common paranoia of darkness overcoming me and making irrational conclusions. I finally conclude that it's probably just a dude having a smoke or something, though it still struck me as odd that it was occurring in the back of the complex, didn't really make sense, plus it was an unseasonably chilly night, which made it make even less sense. I had looked out the window 10 minutes after I saw it, and it was gone.

So nothing happens the next night, don't hear anything or see anything. But just an hour ago, the scariest thing in my life occurred. So it starts pouring very suddenly with thunder and lightning. It's about the same time I saw the figure 48 hours prior. I hear the same crunching + rustling sound. Having an out of body type experience, I immediately and instinctively went to check the window to see what the hell it was. Once again - I see the figure. But ah, that is not enough to troll me - suddenly a lightning flash illuminates the grassy area, and sure enough, I see a dude standing about 5 feet from the window below my unit. Just...standing...in ... the... rain. So I immediately think what on gods green earth is this. A stalker? A ghost? Donald Trump?

So about what feels like an hour goes by (probably 10 minutes) and the cops show up. Turns out it was a guy harassing, stalking, and breaking a restraining order against the girl that lives below me. She spotted him and called the police (I was debating it myself when I saw them coming, luckily they're a literal walk away from my complex..yes this genius was peeping not only near a church but near the PD). They eventually found him hiding and took him away.

All in all I'm really thankful the mystery aspect was solved, but the lightning illuminating this creeper was the scariest single thing that has ever happened to me. THANK GOD I am not on a ground level complex, because if I looked out and saw someone just standing there in the rain..I would immediately move.

Has anyone else had a similar or other terrifying experience? I honestly shook while typing this, my adrenaline is winding down but that was so creepy. Sidenote: I live alone, which makes everything naturally more terrifying.

This is honestly the only time I've been legitimately scared + shaken up outside of watching some creepy movie or reading some scary story. This was 100 percent real life and it's really scary to know there are people out there like this. I'm just glad the cops were called and they found him and that the girl is okay. The fact he was doing that out in pouring rain is just bone chilling to me. The horror movie esque lightning illuminating him is going to play on my brain for god knows how long.

Tl;dr: Heard creepy noises past two of three nights, saw shadowy figure twice. Lightning illuminated him adding to the creep factor. Turns out it was a stalker stalking the girl in the unit below mine. Cops got him.

I'll post a picture of the area when I can get a good picture to give you a visual.

 

[TahoeTennis]

Tldr.

I once tried to pat cash on the back, but Johnny got angry and shot me in reno just to watch me die. Scary stuff like fifth element, it must be found

 

[Sentinel]

Watching Jurassic Park - III was the scariest thing that ever happened to me.
Scarred me for life.
I can't even watch it on telly. I am quite a scaredy-cat btw.

 

[Sentinel]

My bedroom is located near the back of my apartment complex, so my window overlooks the back of the area. It's largely uninteresting, a moderately sized piece of grassy land, and a church a stones throw away

Take a pic of the view out of your window during the day so we get some idea of how it is.

 

[Federer and Del Potro]

Take a pic of the view out of your window during the day so we get some idea of how it is.

Can do! The church being right there too just adds a really creepy vibe to it. It has these two really dainty lights affixed to its side doors. So it's really just an area nobody has any real reason to be around..at least not when it's pitch black. It was scary enough without the rain. Guess it was fitting the climax of the story occurs in horror movie rain + lightning + thunder.

 

[Sentinel]

Can do! The church being right there too just adds a really creepy vibe to it. It has these two really dainty lights affixed to its side doors. So it's really just an area nobody has any real reason to be around..at least not when it's pitch black. It was scary enough without the rain. Guess it was fitting the climax of the story occurs in horror movie rain + lightning + thunder.

Shadows can be large and scary. Have u seen "The Third Man" ?

 

[Federer and Del Potro]

Shadows can be large and scary. Have u seen "The Third Man" ?

I have indeed! I think the scariest part was the 2 days of just not knowing what it was. Not knowing if my mind was playing tricks on me. I had off the next day and I had napped prior, so I was pretty lucid and not really in a state where I'd be imagining things. So I racked my brain trying to think what on earth was going on down there. Because the positioning of the guy was just...really really strange. And it looked like it was just standing there like a statue, not moving or anything. Just gah... skeeves me out I tell ya! I definitely think it's amplified ten fold by living alone. I'm just glad, like I said, that the mystery part of it is solved. I am the type that needs rationale and cold hart facts to explain things, or I drive my mind mad. A hangwringerer of life, perhaps?

And I have indeed sought therapy for my swift, 52 minute defeat at the hands of Suresh. Unfortunately, while all therapists know of Suresh and his legendary visage, they're unable or unwilling to offer me any actual methods of relief. In many ways, I believe this shadow figure represents Suresh, chasing literal shadows and knowing I will never be able to even take a set off him, far less a match.

 

[Federer and Del Potro]

Tldr.

I once tried to pat cash on the back, but Johnny got angry and shot me in reno just to watch me die. Scary stuff like fifth element, it must be found

Added a tl;dr, I tend to ramble late at night . I think it's a spooky story worth reading though. I'll add pictures for theater later

 

[Sentinel]

Added a tl;dr, I tend to ramble late at night . I think it's a spooky story worth reading though. I'll add pictures for theater later

I once (as a kid) was in Kashmir in winter. The room was overheated so i tried opening a window to get a breath of air. As i opened it there was something white that loomed up in front of me.
I almost died of fright and I think ... shut the window. Then i peered to look at the gate below (I was on the second floor) and the gate was shut.
It then dawned on me that when i opened the window I must have exhaled and the breath clouded up.
But my heart was pounding for a long time.

 

[Sentinel]

Scariest in my hole life was when Rapha went up 3-1 in the phiphth set of Ay Oh 17.

 

[chikoo]

Watching Jurassic Park - III was the scariest thing that ever happened to me.
Scarred me for life.
I can't even watch it on telly. I am quite a scaredy-cat btw.

JAWS did that to me

 

[Poisoned Slice]

Watching Nightmare on Elm Street 3.

 

[max]

I think scariest was being the very first on the scene at a bloody motorcycle accident. The car in front of me turned across the lane of an oncoming motorcycle carrying two people. The motorcycle passenger flew 15 feet in the air and crash landed on the highway, the driver followed.

I stopped immediately. There were other people nearby who came, I found a guy with a cell phone. He was out the area, so I told him to dial 911 and gave the location for him to give the dispatcher. I'm an old Eagle Scout and know first aid, etc., but the motorcycle passenger was untreatable---lung had been punctured and was breathing out a lot of blood. The driver was stunned and we kept him down. Neither had helmets, of course, this being Illinois.

 

[The Green Mile]

Probably experiencing sleep paralysis for the first time as a kid.

 

[MatsPhilander]

Respiratory problems from allergic reactions.

 

[jaggy]

Going out for a drink with @stringertom next week when I visit Orlando already has me pretty worried.

 

[MarcusInKensington]

Watching a thoroughly scary film called Event Horizon.

 

[stringertom]

Going out for a drink with @stringertom next week when I visit Orlando already has me pretty worried.

I would be more worried about drinking with the spycraft maven @Mike Bulgakov !!!

 

[stringertom]

Going out for a drink with @stringertom next week when I visit Orlando already has me pretty worried.

Should we do a dedicated thread about the meet up maybe with live "chat room" with the usual suspects???

Everyone should stay by their keyboards next Tuesday evening after 2000 EDT!

 

[Federer and Del Potro]

Respiratory problems from allergic reactions.

Really sorry to hear that, I cannot imagine that fear inducing event. I remember my friend had a really bad one at one of our HS graduation dinners. It was terrifying.

 

[THE MAN]

I think scariest was being the very first on the scene at a bloody motorcycle accident. The car in front of me turned across the lane of an oncoming motorcycle carrying two people. The motorcycle passenger flew 15 feet in the air and crash landed on the highway, the driver followed.

I stopped immediately. There were other people nearby who came, I found a guy with a cell phone. He was out the area, so I told him to dial 911 and gave the location for him to give the dispatcher. I'm an old Eagle Scout and know first aid, etc., but the motorcycle passenger was untreatable---lung had been punctured and was breathing out a lot of blood. The driver was stunned and we kept him down. Neither had helmets, of course, this being Illinois.

That will scar you for life. Good Luck with that.

 

[gut wax]

OP's story is cute in a 'Burbs sort of way.

Should we do a dedicated thread about the meet up maybe with live "chat room" with the usual suspects???

Everyone should stay by their keyboards next Tuesday evening after 2000 EDT!

Okie-dokie. I make a mean Decaf Latte.

@ 18 years ago, got shot at by Caballeros on 10 Freeway in L.A. - Blasted thru rear passenger window & lodged in hinge of Driver side Visor. Trajectory was such that if I hadn't been leaning left and back . . . If not Buh-bye, then Dain bramage. My adrenaline was on full rolling boil for Hours.

A deranged Hmong guy came into my fave Pizza joint (Private owner, long-time Friend, Pizzeria has a long bar once owned by Al Capone, which I'd tend on W/E) and started ranting about "You're all Robots!" 'Nobody is an actual Robot' said I to someone clearly in need of psych help. Local Yokels were a block away, but he was gone before I hung up. The next night he butchered an elderly couple in their home.

Ex cleaned out the joint *and* my bank account oh, nearly 30 years ago. The pricy things of mine-mine-mine she kept, she sold. Same for swindle pulled with CCs I was unaware of even having. She's on her 3rd marriage now. I think she'll Black Widow this guy & keep the 1.25M house. Maybe her 2nd Ex will imitate our anti-hero in this thread's first post. Only . . . successfully. Hope ain't a plan, but still, there is hope that Sam Kinison will be roaring on the other side.




"That is not the point. I am superior to all posters on the forum, that is the main thing." - sureshs

 

[Sirius Black]

I bombed a hill on a skateboard one time and caught a bad piece of the ground -- flew off the board but somehow managed to stay on my feet before rolling out.

Thinking back, I could have easily died.

I don't go down big hills anymore, and I won't be trying it again unless I'm fully padded up with a helmet

 

[donquijote]

Going out for a drink with @stringertom next week when I visit Orlando already has me pretty worried.

Is that true? That'd be an honour for both sides. I'm sure you won't talk about Suresh.

 

[stringertom]

Is that true? That'd be an honour for both sides. I'm sure you won't talk about Suresh.

Off limits for sure(shs). Stay tuned for live play by play Tuesday evening!

 

[skip1969]

Scariest moment of my life was probably a knock on my door in the middle of a rainy night. I opened the door to see a friend of mine standing there, very shaken and in tears. I brought him in as he rambled on about another friend of mine, a very dear friend, having just been killed in a car wreck. I quickly got dressed, all the while assuring him that he was wrong, that he must have mistaken the car he'd seen on the side of the road as he drove home. But he was adamant.

We hopped into my car and drove to the accident site. My young friend was borderline hysterical, and his tension rubbed off on me as I drove through the streets of the city. The friend (in the accident) was a very close friend of mine, mostly. A close friend from college, someone who had been a confidante of mine, someone I shared secrets with, and he with me. I had ridden around in his car a million times when we'd left university and gone back to live in the city. I was sure I'd know in an instant once I saw the car at the scene of the crash. I hadn't talked to him in a couple of weeks, because of life and work . . . but I was absolutely certain he was safely home in bed.

When I drove up to the intersection, it was quiet and empty. No police, no ambulance, no people. They'd all gone. There was nothing there but a mangled car that had slammed into a light post and ended up on the sidewalk. And I knew right away that the mangled car was his, even before I stepped out of my car. But I walked towards it anyway, leaving my friend crying in the passenger seat. The car was a crumbled wreck, and there were bits of glass and metal on the ground. As I stepped towards it, I could see personal effects belonging to my friend, and I thought about all the times he had picked me up and we'd gone out to have drinks and laughs. I looked and looked, and through my tears I could see blood and all the other things you'd expect to see at a car accident. But I was too devastated to look away.

I leaned down and picked up the side-view mirror from the ground. And I drove my friend home, and then myself. I kept that side-view mirror for years, wrapped in a cloth and in a shoe box. I'd convinced myself that it was the only thing I had left of my friend, and I refused to let it go. Years later I realized how unhealthy that was and I disposed of it. But in the almost 20 years since that night in the rain, I've never slowed down to look at another car accident. In the US, we call those "gapers' blocks" . . . because everyone slows down to stare. But I never look. Because I already know what death looks like.

 

[BlueB]

The scariest one, I still can't talk about...
Here's some other ones:

In South Africa, with my wife in the car, realizing that we were going to get high jacked and getting ready to shoot first. The guys saw it in my eyes and backed off.

A stand off with wannabe pirates, between Trinidad and Tobago. We were outnumbered but had a firearm vs cold weapons and our vessel was higher, so they didn't try to board us.

Middle of the Northern Pacific, sailing through the eye of a storm, 74 knots of wind, heavy cross seas on the other side and pitch black. We broached the boat, but she righted herself without much damage...

Same trip, 2 or 3 days offshore from Vancouver Island, an Orca chased us down 30' wave we just surfed. I still remember vividly the horrendous speed he was capable of and anger, rather then fear, I felt, sort of "Have I survived a hurricane, just to be sunk by this beast now?". It turned out he just wanted to check us out, past about 6' from us. The fear kicked in only after it was over.

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[Rubens]

Nearly got pulled over by a cop while driving home from a Christmas party.

 

[Sentinel]

Going out for a drink with @stringertom next week when I visit Orlando already has me pretty worried.

You should be.

He messaged me that he is "having a friend for dinner on 18th".

 

[Sentinel]

The scariest one, I still can't talk about...
Here's some other ones:

In South Africa, with my wife in the car, realizing that we were going to get high jacked and getting ready to shoot first. The guys saw it in my eyes and backed off.

A stand off with wannabe pirates, between Trinidad and Tobago. We were outnumbered but had a firearm vs cold weapons and our vessel was higher, so they didn't try to board us.

Middle of the Northern Pacific, sailing through the eye of a storm, 74 knots of wind, heavy cross seas on the other side and pitch black. We broached the boat, but she righted herself without much damage...

Same trip, 2 or 3 days offshore from Vancouver Island, an Orca chased us down 30' wave we just surfed. I still remember vividly the horrendous speed he was capable of and anger, rather then fear, I felt, sort of "Have I survived a hurricane, just to be sunk by this beast now?". It turned out he just wanted to check us out, past about 6' from us. The fear kicked in only after it was over.

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Wow ! Some stuff.

 

[Zlatni]

I had a similar experience. I just moved into a brand new house in a brand new development.
No one else moved in the neighborhood and my wife and I were the first people that did so.
We had no window dressings of any kind, and were sleeping on a mattress in our bedroom, which was in the back of the house. The bedroom had a sliding glass door to the back yard.
We were sound asleep, and at about 3:00 am we hear a doorbell ring. As I am lazy, and didn't really care about it, my wife gets up to investigate.
She leaves the bedroom to go to the front door. At that moment I see two men walking to the bedroom sliding door - grabbing for handle and trying to get it open
I jumped up and grabbed my shotgun.
Man those guys started running really fast when they saw me do that - we had about 7 foot cinder block wall all around the back yard, and they both cleared it in a single leap
It was a pretty scary/ exciting moment

I later thought about it and figure out these were just petty thieves- they rung the bell to see whether anyone was home - probably just trying to steel some appliances from newly built houses

Also had a high-side motorcycle accident going about 120 mph on a deserted road around midnight - that was scary as I didn't know whether anyone will find me
Luckily someone saw it and called 911

Oh yeah - and being in Sarajevo 1992-1995 was pretty scary - that sniper/mortar fire danger on a daily basis - I would put that up there as well


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[chikoo]

The scariest one, I still can't talk about...
Here's some other ones:

In South Africa, with my wife in the car, realizing that we were going to get high jacked and getting ready to shoot first. The guys saw it in my eyes and backed off.

A stand off with wannabe pirates, between Trinidad and Tobago. We were outnumbered but had a firearm vs cold weapons and our vessel was higher, so they didn't try to board us.

Middle of the Northern Pacific, sailing through the eye of a storm, 74 knots of wind, heavy cross seas on the other side and pitch black. We broached the boat, but she righted herself without much damage...

Same trip, 2 or 3 days offshore from Vancouver Island, an Orca chased us down 30' wave we just surfed. I still remember vividly the horrendous speed he was capable of and anger, rather then fear, I felt, sort of "Have I survived a hurricane, just to be sunk by this beast now?". It turned out he just wanted to check us out, past about 6' from us. The fear kicked in only after it was over.

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u sure live life king size!

 

[chikoo]

Also had a high-side motorcycle accident going about 120 mph on a deserted road around midnight - that was scary as I didn't know whether anyone will find me
Luckily someone saw it and called 911

I am always surprised how people get enlightened after the crash Did that thought that "whether anyone would find me" not cross your mind when or before you were doing 120mph on a deserted road @ midnight?

 

[max]

That will scar you for life. Good Luck with that.

Yeah, I avoided that scene for about a year. But the wild thing was that about six months later, there was a substantial housefire on my block late one Sunday night. I discovered it driving into town late after a banquet, drove past it, pulled into my driveway, called the fire department, pulled on some leather workgloves and grabbed a flashlight, and ended up helping a cop pull an old lady out of the house. You would not believe how dense and black smoke can get.

 

[BlueB]

u sure live life king size!

The sailing trip from Cape Town to Vancouver was eventful... I calmed down since residing here and especially since my son was born. There were still few hairy situations in the mountains, though

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[BlueB]

Oh yeah - and being in Sarajevo 1992-1995 was pretty scary - that sniper/mortar fire danger on a daily basis - I would put that up there as well

This is the worst, actually... day in day out. You are so humble about it.
I fled the country to avoid any sort of involvement with all that madness.

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[Mr.Lob]

Before the dawn of cellphones, I had moved into my first house. Can't recall the exact details, but my mother had tried calling me several times on the phone, and kept getting a busy signal.. Something to do with getting home from a trip, maybe. Anyhow my mother calls my brother, who lives about a mile away, to come check on me. She thinks something is wrong, or someone has broken into my house. I'm sitting in my living room watching t.v, when I hear my front screen door open...then I see a butcher knife being waved back and forth in the door opening for the mail. I'm kind of paralyzed for a second, not sure if I had unknowingly been transported into a Freddie Kruger movie. I wait to see the intruders next move. Then I hear my brothers voice asking if I was in there. Yep, I says. Come on in Freddie.

 

[max]

Mr. Lob, this reminds me of another damn scary thing that happened to me.

I was to start graduate school in Minnesota one fall, and the house room I was renting wasn't to be available for the first two weeks, so I lived in a Minneapolis suburb with a friend's sister and her roommate. I commuted to school.

The roommate had a mother who was crazy. Bonkers, every so often letting out cryptic non sequiturs.

One night, the girls were out. I decided to take a bath. Locked the door, drew the tub, jumped in. About 20 minutes later, the crazy mother is tugging on the door yelling she has a knife and wants to kill me.

Doesn't sound so scary now, but back then, alone in a new place, naked in a tub, with a crazy lady scratching at the door. . . yeah, it was scary.

 

[JoelDali]

----kidnapped at age 3 in Redwood City. Safely returned after 1 hour driving in a truck with some wierd couple - my family didn't know I was gone. They were shopping and I wandered off.

----flew through windshield of grandmas seatbelt-less Oldsmobile at age 4 on Ventura Blvd. I didn't bleed or unfortunately die. She was hysterical and I was fine. It's a miracle my head didn't explode upon impact and I wasn't bleeding.

----thrown in back of unstable 2WD pickup truck by 2 homicidal scary guys that lived in room rental house when I was 18. They drove up the 101 going over 100MPH trying to dump me out, violently shaking the truck side to side and intentionally trying to kill me. I was barely hanging on thinking I was going to die. One of these guys had just got out of federal prison for ten years for manslaughter and had murder in his eyes. I still have a pic of one of them. Be careful where u rent a room.

----Korean ex gf and I were watching suresh videos in early 2000 in Boulder, CO and suddenly we heard a match strike upstairs in my kitchen. We ran upstairs and smelled a burnt match. All doors were locked. No one was in the kitchen. I didn't own any matches. 3 months later I find a spent single match in between a stack of old magazines. That was the match we heard strike, 3 months earlier. Not sure if ghost or what. Freaky. But totally true.

 

[BlueB]

Wow! Stay away from cars... and matches.

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[Federer and Del Potro]

Holy, some of these posts are amazing and tragic and induce goosebumps all in one. I'm glad to say my scary moment really wasn't all that scary in comparison to some of the stories here. Yeesh. We've got some warriors on TTW . I thought Suresh was the only one tbh

 

[Mr.Lob]

Mr. Lob, this reminds me of another damn scary thing that happened to me.

I was to start graduate school in Minnesota one fall, and the house room I was renting wasn't to be available for the first two weeks, so I lived in a Minneapolis suburb with a friend's sister and her roommate. I commuted to school.

The roommate had a mother who was crazy. Bonkers, every so often letting out cryptic non sequiturs.

One night, the girls were out. I decided to take a bath. Locked the door, drew the tub, jumped in. About 20 minutes later, the crazy mother is tugging on the door yelling she has a knife and wants to kill me.

Doesn't sound so scary now, but back then, alone in a new place, naked in a tub, with a crazy lady scratching at the door. . . yeah, it was scary.

Wow. O.k...but what happened next? You play possum? Tell the mother no one was home and to come back later? Or, did the mother just give up and walk away? Don't think I'd be wanting to walk out that bathroom door to find out.

 

[Mr.Lob]

----kidnapped at age 3 in Redwood City. Safely returned after 1 hour driving in a truck with some wierd couple - my family didn't know I was gone. They were shopping and I wandered off.

----flew through windshield of grandmas seatbelt-less Oldsmobile at age 4 on Ventura Blvd. I didn't bleed or unfortunately die. She was hysterical and I was fine. It's a miracle my head didn't explode upon impact and I wasn't bleeding.

----thrown in back of unstable 2WD pickup truck by 2 homicidal scary guys that lived in room rental house when I was 18. They drove up the 101 going over 100MPH trying to dump me out, violently shaking the truck side to side and intentionally trying to kill me. I was barely hanging on thinking I was going to die. One of these guys had just got out of federal prison for ten years for manslaughter and had murder in his eyes. I still have a pic of one of them. Be careful where u rent a room.

----Korean ex gf and I were watching suresh videos in early 2000 in Boulder, CO and suddenly we heard a match strike upstairs in my kitchen. We ran upstairs and smelled a burnt match. All doors were locked. No one was in the kitchen. I didn't own any matches. 3 months later I find a spent single match in between a stack of old magazines. That was the match we heard strike, 3 months earlier. Not sure if ghost or what. Freaky. But totally true.

Damn son. Stephen King needs to give you guys a call.

 

[-NN-]

Well having a school teacher try to touch me up was pretty weird at like 12-13 or so. Slim gingers are evil, no?

I always wonder if I should have just let that carry on though. Maybe I would have had a really really good time.

 

[newpball]

This:

The worst thing was I wasn't scared and called the guy's bluff and he was a thug!

I am still alive so.......

But in retrospect, pretty darn scary!

 

[Zlatni]

I am always surprised how people get enlightened after the crash Did that thought that "whether anyone would find me" not cross your mind when or before you were doing 120mph on a deserted road @ midnight?

I didn't think that way in my early 20s. In fact I was chose that route so that I would be able to go that fast. I just put on new M4 exhaust on my TL1000 - I was hoping to hit 170 [emoji33]
The problem was that I had a tail bag secured by bungees - due to the speed the bungees stretched and cased the bag to slip and get stuck in my rear wheel

6 months later I recovered enough to get back on a bike, but I was just very anxious about it - sold all my bikes at that time
It actually took me over 10 years to get back into it and buy another one
Riding much safer now (most of the time)


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[max]

Wow. O.k...but what happened next? You play possum? Tell the mother no one was home and to come back later? Or, did the mother just give up and walk away? Don't think I'd be wanting to walk out that bathroom door to find out.

I stayed in the tub.

The water got cold. I ended up staying in the bathroom until the girls got home.

The woman had some kind of psychological problem and kept going on about people trying to get her, forcing her out of her gift shop business, etc. I hadn't said much to her before, and said little after, and after another week, I could move into my new place.

 

[Big_Dangerous]

I had a dream last night that a hamburger was eating me!!

 

[Mr.Lob]

I had a dream last night that a hamburger was eating me!!

I had a dream I was eating a nice chicken dinner. Woke up and my feathered pillow was gone.

 

[Big_Dangerous]

I had a dream I was eating a nice chicken dinner. Woke up and my feathered pillow was gone.

Winner, winner, chicken parm dinner!