Little story for you'z Guys..... :read:

I'm at my House Down South.....ok

Waiting for the Wife to finish getting herself ready

I'm like....almost pacing now with minutes ->feeling
like hours, and the anticipation to leave just growing
exponentially....into a <<mountain>>

I'm thinking WTF? is Taking her so dammed long.:wall:
-you know the drill...fancy dinner out deal...

I decide to look out the window at the Van :confused:
and it's no longer even in the driveway!

it has rolled on it's own into a drainage ditch
and is practically laying on it's side. :shocked:

Now i'm fuming...:mad: a little, but i kept feeling this
presence there... wanting us to leave that dammed house,

i always tried to write it off as having watched to
many scary flicks and it was all just my imagination. :huh:

Then i said to my still not ready yet wife...
"ARE YA ready ??" :devil2:
Like it was said in a Steven KING movie

and finally! she appears all fancied up.... "YEP"
and i said, "GOOD! because we're not going anywhere til tomorrow...."
(as it WAS GETTING dark).

[[[ just to see the look on her face. ]]]

"The VAN has rolled into a Friggan Ditch"
I shout, ....all pissed off.

As her face changes FROM happy to SUPER disappointed

all i could feel was that same Erie feeling (~get out~)
and hear the heavy whirling sound of the ceiling fan
which was on high speed on a hot humid evening.

"you gotta be kidding me" she says


SUDDENLY! all pandemonium breaks loose as a single BLADE
flies off of the ceiling fan and flies across the room
nearly smashing my wife in the face (SHE DUCKED)
THEN it slams AND sticks right
into the sheet rock about three inches from her head.

It was like a GYPSY knife thrower ->close...
with A big cloud of dust and a loud noise.

W...T...F.... :doh: WE BOTH WERE SAYING :uhuh:

13 days later.......... i gave them my 30 day notice.

That happened to the ceiling fan in me and my wife's bedroom at around 3:30 in the morning about 2 years ago. I went from sound asleep to fight off whatever it was that was attacking us. My first thought was that a raccoon had got in and fallen through the ceiling. The blade bounced off the wall but knocked over a s#@tload of stuff that was on the nightside table and the dresser. I felt like I injected 3 redbulls into my heart, sleep was out the window. The fan itself kind of wabbles when in use and the chain eventually swung up and got wrapped around the blade, snapping it in an instant.

What the hell does any of this mean??:confused::buds:

What the hell does any of this mean??:confused::buds:
Put the hookah down Raven. Come back to earth.:smokin:
House down South? :huh:

take smaller hits that's a big bong man

Put the hookah down Raven. Come back to earth.:smokin:
House down South? :huh:

from what i've experienced they are still fighting the civil war

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What the hell does any of this mean??:confused::buds:

the house was haunted Larry

Thanks Raven,
Your stories always put a smile on my face....