holy crap that gif.

Um, wow. I was just telling you where the Barbie gif came from. It's a YouTube show called "The Most Popular Girls In School." It's about self-deluded cheerleaders who think they are the most popular girls in a Kansas high school. It's stop-motion animated with Barbies and involves a lot of poop jokes.

But, uh. If you…

exactly a week ago I was on a steroid inhaler and multiple antitussive medications. I asked my downstairs neighbor to turn his stereo down, had a steroid-enhanced panic attack, and assumed he was coming to get revenge (I must confess some latent PTSD kicked in too). I wedged my step ladder under the door and rigged up…

Last night I actually fell asleep really quickly and soundly, which is rare for me even when I haven't been reading scary shit. To the point where when I woke up in the middle of the night because I was too hot and had to pee, I was almost disoriented. Got up and am sitting in the bathroom thinking 'wow, I had no…

Maybe. If Jesus Christ was wearing a vest and a trucker hat I guess it could have been him

I've a similar story to your dad. Going to try and not out myself/town but it may be squinky.

That's what I've experienced too - which I've posted but I'm grey so not sure that anyone will read it:

As I am reading this it is 01:35 AM. And I need to pee. I've made huge mistake.

My boyfriend and I are both outdoorsy people and love to go camping. We usually go quite a few times in the summer, but the absolute best is during the fall. The colors are beautiful, it's not too cold out yet, and there's less competition for camping spots.

You made me wish it was a ghost story.

AND YOU REMEMBER IT AT THE WORST TIMES!! I AM YELLING BECAUSE IT IS FRIDAY. IT IS A VERY OLD JEZ TRADITION.

So it's the early 70s/mid 70s. My dad's driving around late at night in either Wisconsin or Michigan (don't recall which, he was traveling across the country). He's on the highway and he suddenly sees a light behind him, like one of those undercover cop cars. He pulls over, and so does the cop car. He waits for the…

Holy fuck, that's scary.

I forgot I drank all of the wine. When I got home and trader joe's was closed. The horror. The horror.

Forget ghosts: this is the kind of shit that really scares me.

AARRGGHH I LOVE THE JEZ SPOOKY STORIES CONTEST!!

Uh, he fired the first shot calling her a "pretend writer". Calling him pathetic in reply to that is mean-spirited but in no way out-of-line in my opinion.

Maybe he writes for Gawker.

Guys, I actually believe that this was Dan Brown. WHO WANTS TO START A RUMOR WITH ME???