Tweetso many things come to mind...
TweetEverynight at approximately 11PM I hear a loud "CHINK" at my door. I have no clue what it is. So I heard it again today and ran out there with my gun but found nothing. I want to find out who or what the heck is toying with me! Makes no sense because I live in a deed restricted community, and it's generally a pretty quiet neighborhood.
Maybe its that missle that big mikey heard. Maybe it stops, throws something at my door, and then flys back to big mikey's to wake him up again. This damn missle has got a mind of it's own!
Tweetso many things come to mind...
Tweetits the ghost of christmas past. he is drunk and cant find his way to the north pole with santa. (that is where he lives isnt it?)
Tweetu needOriginally Posted by DJDIGGLER
Tweet^shiat.....nahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.. i don't paly gamezzzzzzzz
TweetWhy's it gotta be a "chink" ???? us chinese peeps are a little offended and slightly pissed about your "choice" of words
TweetIt's all how you take it, I said it sounded like a metal "chink" sound. I didn't say it sounded like a bunch of chinks I'm going to send you some rice in the mailOriginally Posted by NATE
TweetGhosts.
It has to be a ghost.
Stuff like that scares the tar out of me.
Brains, Beauty and Brawn
TweetPooooooooooo ccccccccccccc
Tweet^ I beg to differ. Come stay at my old house and your mind will change really quick! My neighborhood was built on an old indian burial ground. Nobody that bought the housed knew that but I found out later from town records. It definetely explains alot of weird stuff.
Seems like wherever I go there's always weird stuff that happens. It freaks all my friends and family out. For the most part though you get used to it. Like when lights would turn on by themselves, or the fridge door would open slightly. Stuff like that used to happen to me.
When I was 3 my parents said I would stare at the fire with real wide eyes and I would always point and say "the man, the man" and my eyes would bug out while I was saying it. Freaked everyone out. They also said when I was 3 I came in the kitchen and told my parents the indian wanted revenge on the man from the revolutionary war. That scared the shit out of my parents.
Then if you were alone your name would be called and noone was there. You'd hear the tv on, or a hairdryer and when you went to inspect nothing was on, or there. That's just the tip of the iceberg lots and lots of other things happened but I'd have to write a novel to list them all!