"The Sexy Spicy Halloween Surprise"

Well I couldn't resist this next little story that was sent to me from Alan in Portland, Maine, and with it being hump day - it fit - no pun intend.

 

Caution: Will cause big grins and maybe a laugh for some. If you are not wanting to be in a good mood do not continue reading this story. Don't say I didn't warn you.

The Halloween Surprise

Netlore Archive: At a Halloween party where everyone is in costume, a woman makes whoopee with a man she thinks is her husband.

Description: Urban legend
Circulating since: 1997 (this version)
Status: False
Example:
Email text contributed by SF Kid:

A couple was invited to a swanky masked Halloween Party. She got a terrible headache and told her husband to go to the party alone. He, being a devoted husband, protested, but she argued and said she was going to take some aspirin and go to bed and there was no need of his good time being spoiled by not going. So he took his costume and away he went.
The wife, after sleeping soundly for one hour, awakened without pain, and as it was still early, she decided to go to the party. In as much as her husband did not know what her costume was, she thought she would have some fun by watching her husband to see how he acted when she was not with him. She joined the party and soon spotted her husband cavorting around on the dance floor, dancing with every nice chick he could and copping a little feel here and a little kiss there.
His wife went up to him and being a rather seductive babe herself, he left his partner high and dry and devoted his time to the new stuff that had just arrived. She let him go as far as he wished; naturally, since he was her husband. Finally he whispered a little proposition in her ear and she agreed, so off they went to one of the cars and had a little bang.
Just before unmasking at midnight, she slipped away and went home and put the costume away and got into bed, wondering what kind of explanation he would make for his behavior.
She was sitting up reading when he came in and asked what kind of a time he had had. He said, "Oh the same old thing. You know I never have a good time when you're not there."
Then she asked, "Did you dance much?"
He replied, "I'll tell you, I never even danced one dance. When I got there, I met Pete, Bill Brown and some other guys, so we went into the den and played poker all evening. But I'll tell you... The guy I loaned my costume to sure had a real good time!"

"Grandpa Knew"

 

Well, I guess people are getting just as excited as I am about the upcoming - Spooktacular Fall Season. So rather than wait until the first of October, knowing that Monday the 23 of September marks the first day of fall, I'm getting this party started right now, but before I begin I want to send a shout out to Nadine, from Oregon, for sending me this story, that she found on the internet, and what happened when she told the story during a late evening with friends around the fire. To sum it up in a few short words - "I scared the crap out of everybody!"

So to all my current readers and to the new ones just jumping on to my Blog wagon - I hope you all will have the same experience when you tell this tale to your friends in the darkness of the night while gathered around your fire pit or campfire. Blog ya later!

Grab onto your seats and that good luck charm –

You’ll never know when you might need it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Buried Alive"

 

MY GREAT-GREAT grandmother, ill for quite some time, finally passed away after lying in a coma for several days. My great-great grandfather was devastated beyond belief, as she was his one true love and they had been married over 50 years. They were married so long it seemed as if they knew each other's innermost thoughts.

After the doctor pronounced her dead, my great-great grandfather insisted that she was not. They had to literally pry him away from his wife's body so they could ready her for burial.

Now, back in those days they had backyard burial plots and did not drain the body of its fluids. They simply prepared a proper coffin and committed the body (in its coffin) to its permanent resting place. Throughout this process, my great-great grandfather protested so fiercely that he had to be sedated and put to bed. His wife was buried and that was that.

That night he woke to a horrific vision of his wife hysterically trying to scratch her way out of the coffin. He phoned the doctor immediately and begged to have his wife's body exhumed. The doctor refused, but my great-great grandfather had this nightmare every night for a week, each time frantically begging to have his wife removed from the grave.

Finally the doctor gave in and, together with local authorities, exhumed the body. The coffin was pried open and to everyone's horror and amazement, my great-great grandmother's nails were bent back and there were bloody scratch-marks on the inside of the coffin.

What's in your basement????

It's that time of year again - Tell me your favorite things about Halloween/Fall as it's story time again. I know I haven't been up on my writing these day, but as soon as our heat wave broke, and the leaves started changing and this glorious cold air came over us - that want to write those spooky stories hit me. WAAA WHOO IT'S ALMOST FALL AGAIN! So, I'm looking for those must have spooky true story about something you've seen? Do you have a ghost that haunts the basement of your house? Maybe you know of  some type of legend that follows along the lines of something of paranormal sorts. I want to hear about it.

 

To get you in the write mode (yes pun intended) here is a little something to get your mind ready for Halloween and all the spooky stories we can dream up.

 

 

 

 

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