When were you last really scared?We'd been watching the Shining. We were staying in an old church building. In hindsight, taking the shortcut home after midnight, in the mist, through the old graveyard was a bad idea.
I'm not sure what started it, but suddenly all the hairs on my neck had gone up and I was crapping myself. It was almost as bad as when, after a few cups of coffee too many and buzzing on caffeine, I got freaked out by my own reflection in the toilets.
When were you last really scared?
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chthonic, Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
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Farmer's with pickaxe handlesWhen I were just a wee nipper of 18 me and few friends went for a drive after a Sunday night pub visit. What actually insued was half an hour of powersliding a motor all over some field in the middle of nowhereville.
Anyway, that wasn't the scary bit. The scary bit came just as we were driving out another car was coming down the country lane, so I thought I'd let it past, only it didn't pass, it boxed us into the field!
From said car stepped a huge farmer lad carrying a pickaxe handle, and to say he was a litle miffed would be an understatement. His brother seemed a little annoyed about something as well.
Anyway for the best part of 10-15 minutes they threatened to smash us or the car, told us to get out, threatened to put the windows and lights in etc...
I can safely say that is the most frightened I have ever been. And the worst bit was it was entirely my own stupid fault! Eventually they let us go, and I swore never to mess with a farmer again.
Looking back I was a twunt and deserved to have the heebeegeebees scared from my corpus.
If you are that farmer, I'm sorry for ruining your field mate, thanks for not killing me in return.
(, Thu 22 Feb 2007, 16:29, Reply)
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