What's in the moat?

[Bunnylady]

Well, you know it wasn't Alaskan that sent it. We now know what Alaskan would have sent - that, or a vole.

 

[Wisher1000]

I had a similar experience, except I was riding down the road at 50mph when I saw what looked like a head (silhouetted against the headlights of the car behind me) that slowly raised up from behind the back seat, it was a hatchback, and then slowly lower back down. I knew the motion couldn't have been something shifting around back there and it scared the bejeebies out of me. I spun into a mechanics garage and jumped out, grabbing my keys and yelling for the men to help me. I explained what I had seen and that I thought there was someone hiding in the back of my car. The men got tire irons and huge wrenches and stood poised at the hatch. Another got my keys and opened the door and jumped back. There in the back was a basket of freshly dried clothes from the laundry mat and a sleeping cat. I thought I was going to wet my pants from laughing! Kitty must have gone in to sleep on the clothes when they were warm, and scared me with a high backed stretch. I took it back to the laundry mat and it strolled away like it did that all the time.

 

[sourland]

bluesub,

Alaskan again. That was great, and well deserved considering the carcasses in the moats.

 

[Alaskan]

bluesub,

Alaskan again. That was great, and well deserved considering the carcasses in the moats.

Alaskan is at a loss.....

When has Alaskan been a purveyor of carcasses? A peddler of rot? A stealthy stasher of the macabre?

 

[gmendoza]

since we are telling spooky and funny stories, here is mine:

It doesn't involve any animals, except Emily the Elephant

Now my oldest daughter was 5 at the time. She had this animal toy that you press a button and the animal pops out, says their name and what type of animal and makes that sound. Well Emily the Elephant comes out:

'Hi im Emily Elephant and I go "woooooooooooooooooooooooo"

This thing didn't remotely sound like an elephant, but it seems harmless

until that night

I went into the living room because I woke up with a dry throat. it was pitch dark I was walking thru to the kitchen till I heard "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

I jumped out of my skin and was flailing my arms and fists around in the dark. It was pitch dark and I didn't know what was making that spooky sound. my DW heard the commotion and turned the light on. I was in panic mode with my hand on my heart like Fred Sanford (this is the big one Elizabeth!).

found out it was that darn Emily the Elephant.

DW still laughs at that till this day.

 

[Bunnylady]

I know I've mentioned Baby Tad on one of these threads, well, he isn't the only haunted toy we've had around here. When the ol' batteries get tired, strange forces seem to take over. There was the interactive story book with the buttons that you push for sound effects. I can still remember the occasional *tinkle* or *sproinggggg* coming from the toy box at odd moments, though the derisive "HAHhahaha, HAHhahaha" may have been the worst sound it made. Or the little doll with velcro dots on her wrists, so you could have her hands folded while she recited the classic child's bedtime prayer. In her normal little child's voice, she wasn't too bad, but there is something incredibly creepy about a deep bass voice intoning, "Noowwww I layyyy mee dooooowwwn too sleeeeeeeep" from somewhere in the back of the closet.

For sheer "Yikes!" factor, the prize would have to go to my son's RC monster truck. Apparently, someone near us had something that broadcast on the same frequency as the controller, because it would suddenly activate, seemingly on its own. I can remember having it zoom at me across the floor, or even jump off of the bookcase, when I was the only person in the house! I became almost paranoid about picking it up to make sure the switch was in the "off" position, because if it was on, you never knew what it would do!

 

[sourland]

I'm glad that Chucky didn't make sounds. He would just show up in the darnedest places.

That is, until I burned him.

 

[gmendoza]

I'm glad that Chucky didn't make sounds. He would just show up in the darnedest places.

That is, until I burned him.

I had a real haunted teddy bear named Takita.

I had this stuffed teddy bear that was my security bear. one day my mom said she saw it move, then get up and walk out the room.

He was buried in a shallow grave in the backyard of our old house.

I never seen him again...thank goodness.

 

[gmendoza]

Quote:

 

[sourland]

Chucky did not screech, and he did not arise from the ashes.