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Maybe lil idiot was just cosplaying Winnie the Pooh?

Shit!!!!! That is fucking scary!!!!! A very similar thing happened to my dad!I posted this elsewhere but, for you: He was in his 20s and camping alone, and he hears a man yelling for help in the middle of the night, and my dad is calling back to him, trying to lead him to him, but the guy yelling stops for a minute,

This is the scariest Halloween story I can think of. Fellow teachers, you know what I’m talking about.

I was waiting for the call for story submissions this year, and I totally missed it! By the time I posted my story, it was way waaaay in the grays after about 2000 other posts. Anyway, here it is again - creepy camping story! Loved the one from this year that got picked with the footprints in the snow. Eek!!:

DOOOOO EEEET

So I’m one of the half million people in Maine who doesn’t have power right now. How stupid am I to read these?

Oh HELL NO I am not watching Look at Me. I have trouble sleeping after reading that one, you think I’m going to WATCH it?! NOPE.

It isn’t a ghost story, but it creeped me out. I don’t get scared easily, but I have gotten used to having someone else around the house. My husband is out of town, and this morning about an hour before sunrise, something large slammed into my sliding glass door and scratched frantically at it. By the time I got

It is terrifying. When I was a kid, I lived in northern Nevada. I80 cut right through the town and was the main drag. It was also know as the sewer out of California. One day I was downtown after school when I was about 14, and I was headed for the library. A car passed me with dark-haired man at the wheel. I didn’t

I grew up out in super rural Indiana surrounded by corn and soybean fields. One night I was home alone, and heard the door open, but I didn’t hear it close. Assuming it was my parents who were out at the local bar I just waited, and nothing ... I was petrified. I got up my nerve and walked to the kitchen and saw wet

They’re disgusting vermin who hide in the shadows and defile their landscape. Their breeding habits are particularly revolting. For every item they devour, they ruin ten more.

“EVERYONE HAS HERPES. E.V.E.R.Y.O.N.E.”

It’s insanity. In the story I read, they spoke to a Sephora manager who made the decision to start destroying the samples before throwing them out because an employee taking out the garbage was tit punched so hard by a dumpster diver that they had to go to the hospital.

They’re getting an easy head start on the herpes, at least.

I’ve encountered far too many girls who swear they’re gaming the system by slipping into Sephora and using their testers to apply a full beat of makeup before going out for an evening.    

I spend a lot of time in Sephora (my office building is attached to a mall) and you would be HORRIFIED by how many people I’ve seen putting samples directly on to their face. I saw someone sampling a mascara once and almost fainted. People are dumb and gross, beyond any reasonable expectations.

Nope, lol. Not everyone.

Who uses in-store lipstick samples on their lips?! Who are the people doing this?!!! That is so gross on so many levels and that is an appropriate natural human response because...this woman got the herps.

Passing along this story about my buddy, I’ll call him Jim, who served in the Army and was in the middle east in early 2000s. He came back with some pretty fierce PTSD, used to think he was hearing calls for help over the car radio and such. Eventually he got some professional help and it seemed like it was all sorted.