Toribash
Originally Posted by TouchyDuck View Post
Every time you exhale, a little bit of your soul escapes.

Jesus, I haven't lol'd that hard in quite some time. Thank you
NEVER SAY CANDYMAN 3 TIMES IN A MIRROR AT MIDNIGhT...NO WINDOWS...BATHROOM...AND CANDLES!!! YOU MAY DIE!!!
WOOT!! Flame: Hadoken L sent to you by Hamster 04:08 AMToriBot
Hey, i can take some no work day's when i work, im always serious
WOOT!! Flame: Hadoken L sent to you by Hamster 04:08 AMToriBot
If I understood that I would respond sarcastically.
But since I didn't, I will now refuse to talk to you in this thread.
To emphasize my point, I will not post after you if you do yourself.
I DID SIR
HE'S MY COUSIN
Your cell phone rings, and it's a number you don't recognize. You shrug, and answer anyway. The voice on the other line says, "Can I have five minutes of your time?" You answer yes, and the caller immediately hangs up. Suddenly, you feel... five fucking minutes older.

EDIT: Seriously though, stop reposting creepypasta we can all look up at http://www.encyclopediadramatica.com/Creepypasta
Last edited by dalir; Dec 28, 2009 at 09:30 PM.
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The legend is that if you sit in three of the graveyard chairs from midnight until one minute after midnight, you will have the ability to see ghosts -- but you will pay with your life. This, however did not apply to three high-school football players on Halloween Night in 1976. They pulled into the graveyard, in the middle of a large, open area. They had heard the legend and decided to try it, but one of them refused to try it. The friend sat down and watched the other boys run from one chair to the other. Then he sensed that something was wrong. They were leaning over to the side with their eyes rolled back, rasping. The boy began frantically screaming for help as his friends kneeled over and grabbed his leg. It is said that the boy also saw spirits for an instant. The boys died and the survivor never spoke a word. Of course, there were people mourning their loved ones nearby. They witnessed the event and filed a police report detailing what happened. No one really knows what those chairs are, except that they have been there since the town was founded.
No one dies a virgin, life screws us all.
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