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your favorite superstitions and urban legends.... I dont know about you all... but I have always enjoyed hearing a good superstition , urban legend and or ghost story... it doesn't matter what time of the year it is... I love how when told they keep you on the edge of your seat or really make you think... I love just sitting by a bon fire on a nice summer night sharing stories...
these are some of my favorites... urban legend: " the killer in the back seat" As a woman was getting into her car she noticed a man with a strange look on his face walking quickly toward her. She jumped into the car and drove away, but before long she saw the man was following her in another car. She panicked and drove home as quickly as she could, swerved into the driveway and screamed for her husband. Her husband ran out just as the following man pulled up, jumped from his car and yelled "Lady, there's someone hiding in your back seat!" my favorite superstition: "throwing salt over ones shoulder" Throwing salt over your shoulder is akin to blessing someone after they've sneezed -- it's a way of keeping the devil at bay while you're in an especially vulnerable moment. Depending on your interpretation, the salt is either intended to blind the devil so he can't witness your error, or keep him from sneaking up on you while you're cleaning up your mess. What are some of you favorite urban legends and or superstitions? Are you superstitious? Do you believe urban legends are based off truth? insatiable3: how can i cure my hangover?
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The stupid gas station one where the attendant tells the woman in the car she needs to go inside to talk about her credit card 'problem'.
In the gas station, the woman is then told by the attendant that there is a man crouched down in the backseat of the car holding a crowbar and that the police have already been called and are on their way. | |
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TheVoid said: The stupid gas station one where the attendant tells the woman in the car she needs to go inside to talk about her credit card 'problem'.
In the gas station, the woman is then told by the attendant that there is a man crouched down in the backseat of the car holding a crowbar and that the police have already been called and are on their way. yeah i tried to find that exact story but got lazy that was the closest one  insatiable3: how can i cure my hangover?
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Resurrection Mary. Just cause I love the name.
http://www.prairieghosts....urcem.html Although stories of "vanishing hitchhikers" in Chicago date back to the horse and buggy days, Mary’s tale begins in the 1930’s. It was around this time that drivers along Archer Avenue started reporting strange encounters with a young woman in a white dress. She always appeared to be real, until she would inexplicably vanish. The reports of this girl began in the middle 1930’s and started when motorists passing by Resurrection Cemetery began claiming that a young woman was attempting to jump onto the running boards of their automobiles. Not long after, the woman became more mysterious, and much more alluring. The strange encounters began to move further away from the graveyard and closer to the O Henry Ballroom, which is now known as the Willowbrook. She was now reported on the nearby roadway and sometimes, inside of the ballroom itself. On many occasions, young men would meet a girl at the ballroom, dance with her and then offer her a ride home at the end of the evening. She would always accept and offer vague directions that would lead north on Archer Avenue. When the car would reach the gates of Resurrection Cemetery, the young woman would always vanish. More common were the claims of motorists who would see the girl walking along the road. They would offer her a ride and then witness her vanishing from their car. These drivers could describe the girl in detail and nearly every single description precisely matched the previous accounts. The girl was said to have light blond hair, blue eyes and was wearing a white party dress. Some more attentive drivers would sometimes add that she wore a thin shawl, or dancing shoes, and that she had a small clutch purse. cont. @ link. [Edited 4/16/10 21:56pm] The Most Important Thing In Life Is Sincerity....Once You Can Fake That, You Can Fake Anything. |
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lazycrockett said: Resurrection Mary. Just cause I love the name.
http://www.prairieghosts....urcem.html Although stories of "vanishing hitchhikers" in Chicago date back to the horse and buggy days, Mary’s tale begins in the 1930’s. It was around this time that drivers along Archer Avenue started reporting strange encounters with a young woman in a white dress. She always appeared to be real, until she would inexplicably vanish. The reports of this girl began in the middle 1930’s and started when motorists passing by Resurrection Cemetery began claiming that a young woman was attempting to jump onto the running boards of their automobiles. Not long after, the woman became more mysterious, and much more alluring. The strange encounters began to move further away from the graveyard and closer to the O Henry Ballroom, which is now known as the Willowbrook. She was now reported on the nearby roadway and sometimes, inside of the ballroom itself. On many occasions, young men would meet a girl at the ballroom, dance with her and then offer her a ride home at the end of the evening. She would always accept and offer vague directions that would lead north on Archer Avenue. When the car would reach the gates of Resurrection Cemetery, the young woman would always vanish. More common were the claims of motorists who would see the girl walking along the road. They would offer her a ride and then witness her vanishing from their car. These drivers could describe the girl in detail and nearly every single description precisely matched the previous accounts. The girl was said to have light blond hair, blue eyes and was wearing a white party dress. Some more attentive drivers would sometimes add that she wore a thin shawl, or dancing shoes, and that she had a small clutch purse. cont. @ link. [Edited 4/16/10 21:56pm] thats one of my favs too!! insatiable3: how can i cure my hangover?
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I used to live near Pawleys Island in SC and the Grey Man legend was something we all used to be scared of. I used to go surf fishing with my step-dad at midnight and I swear I saw this before.
The Grey Man
Pawleys Island Perhaps the most frequently told ghost story in Georgetown County is that of the Grey Man. According to numerous documented accounts, he appears on the beach at Pawleys Island prior to hurricanes. Everyone who has seen the Grey Man says that he warns them to leave the island. Residents who are wise enough to heed the Grey Man's warning always find their homes undamaged after the storm. Encounters with the Grey Man have taken place before every major hurricane that has struck the island for more than a hundred years. The Grey Man is unquestionably a permanent resident of Pawleys Island, but what causes this kind spirit to warn unsuspecting residents of approaching danger? The answer may lie in one of three different accounts that exist about the origin of the Grey Man. According to one legend, a young woman was walking the windswept, lonely beach not far from her parent's Pawleys Island home. She was in mourning for her childhood sweetheart who had recently died in a tragic accident on the island. Her love had returned to Georgetown by ship after an absence of several months. He was so eager to see his beloved fiancee that, rather than wasting one more precious moment away from her, he took a shortcut across previously untraveled marshland. With his faithful manservant riding a short distance behind, the eager fellow and his horse came to a sudden stop and began to sink rapidly into a patch of deadly quicksand. His manservant watched in horror, unable to help his young master, as the young man and his horse disappeared into the mire. When the young woman heard of her finance's tragic death, she was heartbroken. After the funeral, she took to walking the stretch of beach where she and her beau used to stroll in happier times. This particular day was windier than most, but it suited her recent mood. She was alone with her sadness in the whipping wind, with the ocean crashing by her side. Suddenly, a figure appeared ahead. As she walked closer, the young woman could have sworn it was her finance. With no fear, she walked toward him. "Leave the island at once," he said. "You are in danger. Leave the island!" Then he disappeared. The young lady hurried home to tell her father and mother about the strange, unsettling experience. Upon hearing their daughter's strange story, her parents immediately began making plans to leave Pawleys Island for their inland home. They did not know what danger they were fleeing, but they did know that their daughter was a sensible person and not prone to flights of fancy. The family left Pawleys Island before dawn the following morning. That night, as they lay sleeping in the safety of their inland home, a fierce hurricane ravaged Pawleys Island. The hurricane destroyed most of the homes on Pawleys Island, but the home of the young woman's family was undamaged. "Let love be your perfect weapon..." ~~Andy Biersack | |
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Lady Gaga is a hermaphrodite who stepped on a crack and broke her mother's back.
It's true.  a psychotic is someone who just figured out what's going on | |
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I can't remember the bridge's name , but you would throw a penny down the bridge and seconds later it would come up. | |
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i think all that stuff is crap, but i remember something about turning all the lights out and chanting 'bloody mary'. she was supposed to appear and attack you or something.
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this is a good creepy story if you can put up with subtitles...
everyone's a fruit & nut case | |
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This is something I grew up hearing...and there are many different versions of the story.
La Llorona http://www.legendsofameri...orona.html I have had Uncles say they have seen her, my cousins and I hated walking past bodies of water when there was a full moon. We were always afraid she would come take us. Proud Memaw to Seyhan Olivia Christine ,Zoey Cirilo Jaylee & Ellie Abigail Lillian  | |
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My current favorite is rubbing the hump of our Narnian dwarf for luck.  We don’t mourn artists because we knew them. We mourn them because they helped us know ourselves. | |
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Genesia said: My current favorite is rubbing the hump of our Narnian dwarf for luck.
wait what | |
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PunkMistress said: Genesia said: My current favorite is rubbing the hump of our Narnian dwarf for luck.
wait what I'm doing Narnia (theatre) right now. The character of the dwarf is a hunchback. And one of our backstage "things" is to rub dwarf's hump for luck! We don’t mourn artists because we knew them. We mourn them because they helped us know ourselves. | |
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Genesia said: PunkMistress said: wait what I'm doing Narnia (theatre) right now. The character of the dwarf is a hunchback. And one of our backstage "things" is to rub dwarf's hump for luck! OH! I should have figured that one out, you crazy singing beaver! | |
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LoL...People with a gap between their two front teeth are liars.
Never rest your purse on the floor, you'll go broke. | |
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I don't believe in any of that stuff of course.
My grandma Rich did. Some of hers were: -don't open an umbrella in the house -if your nose itches, someone is coming to see you -don't look in a broken mirror -don't let a black cat cross your path (if she were alive she'd have a fit because we have two black cats) Grandma had a conniption if you opened an umbrella in the house. OMG you'd think the world was coming to an end. My mother, when on one of her first dates w/ my father, had a black cat cross their path as they were driving somewhere. As the supersitition goes, you have to turn around and go back over the way you came, recrossing the black cat's path to nullify the bad luck. So she made my dad turn his car around and drive back over it to side-step any bad luck. She divorced him 13 years later. Not over the black cat - just another pussy. HA! | |
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For dropped/dirty food..."God made dirt. Dirt won't hurt. Put it in your mouth (  ), and let your mouth do the work."
No thanks. | |
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Honey said: Never rest your purse on the floor, you'll go broke.
A lady I used to work with believed this.  I found out the hard way when I went to sit at her desk to use her computer, and saw her purse sitting in her chair. I picked the purse off the chair and placed it on the floor, and didn't think anything of it. When the lady figured out what I had done, she wasn't too happy about it. Oh well, stuff happens. I don't believe putting your purse on the floor will make anybody go broke. It's just an old wives superstition/tale.RIP, mom. I will forever miss and love you. | |
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Genesia said: PunkMistress said: wait what I'm doing Narnia (theatre) right now. The character of the dwarf is a hunchback. And one of our backstage "things" is to rub dwarf's hump for luck! I thought you were talking about Prince.  Silly me. RIP, mom. I will forever miss and love you. | |
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psychodelicide said: Honey said: Never rest your purse on the floor, you'll go broke.
A lady I used to work with believed this. I found out the hard way when I went to sit at her desk to use her computer, and saw her purse sitting in her chair. I picked the purse off the chair and placed it on the floor, and didn't think anything of it. When the lady figured out what I had done, she wasn't too happy about it. Oh well, stuff happens. I don't believe putting your purse on the floor will make anybody go broke. It's just an old wives superstition/tale.I'll take no chances with that one. lol. Hiya! | |
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Some favorites...
* "Trust no man, not even your brother, whose hair is one color and beard is another." * For good luck, a male should be the first to enter your house every new year. (My mother actually practices this, and it really pisses off my wife. )
* Don't eat foods -- especially with red sauce -- prepared by certain women. They could use their own menstrual blood in it and hold you captive. * Always dispose of your own nail or hair clippings. Enemies can hold you captive by keeping them, and birds can use your hair to build a nest, leading to headaches, insanity and even death. * Hold your breath when passing a cemetery, lest you breath life back into the recently dead. Also, if you are passing a cemetery and hear strange steps behind you, run! And don't turn around! The resentful dead might be trying to "soul jack" you. Ὅσον ζῇς φαίνου
μηδὲν ὅλως σὺ λυποῦ πρὸς ὀλίγον ἐστὶ τὸ ζῆν τὸ τέλος ὁ χρόνος ἀπαιτεῖ.” | |
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Honey said: psychodelicide said: A lady I used to work with believed this. I found out the hard way when I went to sit at her desk to use her computer, and saw her purse sitting in her chair. I picked the purse off the chair and placed it on the floor, and didn't think anything of it. When the lady figured out what I had done, she wasn't too happy about it. Oh well, stuff happens. I don't believe putting your purse on the floor will make anybody go broke. It's just an old wives superstition/tale.I'll take no chances with that one. lol. Hiya! Hi there.  RIP, mom. I will forever miss and love you. | |
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URBAN LEGEND: there's a place that if you send money to it, you will be rewarded with great and rare gifts that are only available there....that will be $77 please. | |
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Honey said: ^
For dropped/dirty food..."God made dirt. Dirt won't hurt. Put it in your mouth ( ), and let your mouth do the work."
No thanks. That's probably where the 5-Second Rule came from. hahaha | |
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Lammastide said: * Always dispose of your own nail or hair clippings. Enemies can hold you captive by keeping them, and birds can use your hair to build a nest, leading to headaches, insanity and even death. * Hold your breath when passing a cemetery, lest you breath life back into the recently dead. Also, if you are passing a cemetery and hear strange steps behind you, run! And don't turn around! The resentful dead might be trying to "soul jack" you. Pablo Picasso always made sure to dispose of his nail clippings because of his superstitious believes. I always walk through the graveyard right across my street. I love the serene atmosphere there and the beauty of the trees. And there are lots of squirells, too. " I´d rather be a stank ass hoe because I´m not stupid. Oh my goodness! I got more drugs! I´m always funny dude...I´m hilarious! Are we gonna smoke?" | |
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- If your hand itches, you will get money
- If you drop a fork, you will have company that evening - You must get out of bed right foot first, or it's bad luck - Never tell your dreams until you've gotten out of bed - If you look into the eyes of someone with pinkeye, you will automatically catch it - Don't put your hat on the bed! "Love Hurts. Your lies, they cut me. Now your words don't mean a thing. I don't give a damn if you ever loved me..." -Cher, "Woman's World" | |
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If you eat watermelon seeds, watermelons will grow out of your ears.
It's amazing to me to think back on this stuff we learned as kids. It's all based in fear and ignorance, really. Gheez. | |
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Fury said: URBAN LEGEND: there's a place that if you send money to it, you will be rewarded with great and rare gifts that are only available there....that will be $77 please.
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