It was like something out of a bad horror movie.

[idbeholda]

While I was at work last night, half of the electricity for the town went out late in the evening, so we had a lot of people pile in for late night dinner. After getting off work, I went over to one of my friends houses, waiting for the power to come back on. Eventually, I wandered my way back home after the power came back on, but I had almost forgotten how much of a strange, creepy town it is at night.

While walking back to the house, a few blocks over, I heard "Git'n'you-unz back in thuh house!" At first I thought I may have indeed lost my mind, because it's not every day you hear that kind of thing. Then I recalled seeing something far worse. About a year ago, I was walking by a church, and they happened to be having one of their "revivals" (if that's what you wanna call it, but I always find revival and redemption through personal improvement, rather than singing a few songs and reading a book.) In any case, I happened to walk by and hear a ruckus inside the church through one of the windows. The only thing I could really notice about it were the red drapes, and nothing more.

At that particular moment, I found myself the recipient of a very odd vibe. Not the kind that you would get at a Taco Bell before being blindsided by the advances of a transexual, but that which you fully expect a whole hoard of zombies to come running out of an alleyway at full speed, thus, forcing you into a church, where a revival in a small town is being held. The thought isn't pleasant, but I've seen worse. Much worse.

While realizing that there were no zombies coming out of some random back alley, I heard somebody say "Praise Jesus!", followed by what sounded like one member of the congregation speaking in tongues that was promptly followed by what seemed to be some form of organ music. However, the acoustics that carried these tunes outside the building were so bad, that the music sounded either demonic, or somebody had too much fiber in their diet.

In either case, making the wise choice from that scenario, I used the same discretion, and walked away from the sound coming from a few blocks over. But there was more to be seen. Stay tuned for the next fucked up anecdote called "The House That Gurgled."

And after I take a dump, and get a quick shower, I'll put some news up as well :P

[idbeholda]

There has to be something more to it than that.

This almost sounds like something out of a D&D game.

Sounds like the companies involved need to start mapping out their own towaway zones for future reference.

And the terrorists are running the country as well.

Why not just cut the middleman and take a dump in the child's mouth?

All I can hear is "MY EYES! MY EYES!"

Actually, he has a disease that was a result of the aftereffects of Polyesther Poisoning. Unfortunately, the only way this horrible disease can be cured is with an anal suppository of Mycoxaflopin.

[medfield]

some weird situations are the greatest thing about life man.......ive seen baptisms in the lake, guns put in my face by good people, hell I use ot sohot up with a very christian guy that would scream "praise the lord" whenever that tingle in the throat came through.....the great thing about life is (*short of that fear*) you keep on living and its the greatest gift


love your news man keep it rolling

[idbeholda]

Main reason I'm not posting too many news articles at the moment is I don't want to burn myself out with all the projects I'm doing. That would be so odd to see someone shooting up while screaming "Praise The Lord!".... *shudder*

[medfield]

I agree completely, never said it was a friend.....was one of those homeless hippy guys with the crazy eyes.....you glance and you think "he'll either wind up one or the other", one of those odd momments everytime you meet