YOOPER GHOST STORY
This happened about a month ago just outside of Ironwood, a little town
in Michigans upper peninsula, and while it sounds like an
Alfred Hitchcock tale, it's real.
This out of state traveler was on the side of the road, hitchhiking on
a real dark night in the middle of a thunderstorm. Time passed slowly
and no cars went by.
It was raining so hard he could hardly see his hand in front of his
face.
Suddenly he saw a car moving slowly, approaching and appearing
ghostlike in the rain. It slowly and silently crept toward him and
stopped.
Wanting a ride real bad the guy jumped in the car and closed the
door; only then did he realize that there was nobody behind the wheel,
and no sound of an engine to be heard over the rain. Again the car
crept slowly
forward and the guy was terrified, too scared to think of jumping out
and running. The guy saw that the car was approaching a sharp
curve and, still too scared to jump out, he started to pray and
begging
for his life; he was sure the ghost car would go off the road and in
the
bayou and he would surely drown! But just before the curve a
shadowy figure appeared at the driver's window and a hand reached in
and turned
the steering wheel, guiding the car safely around the bend. Then,
just as silently, the hand disappeared through the window and the
hitchhiker was alone again!
Paralyzed with fear, the guy watched the hand reappear every time
they reached a curve. Finally the guy, scared to near death, had all he
could take and jumped out of the car and ran to town.
Wet and in shock, he went into a bar and voice quavering, ordered
two shots of whiskey, then told everybody about his supernatural
experience.
A silence enveloped and everybody got goose bumps when they realized
the guy was telling the truth (and not just some drunk).
About half an hour later two guys walked into the bar and one says to
the other, "Look Tommy, ders dat idiot dat rode in our car when we
wuz pushin it in da rain."
I know, a bit of a stretch for that punchline, but I couldn't resist...
A TRUE ghost story, from right here in Michigan.
A TRUE ghost story, from right here in Michigan.
[FONT=Arial Black]I hope you cherish this sweet way of life, and I hope you know that it comes with a price.
~Darrel Worley~
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Bullet's trial was a farce. Can I get an AMEN?????
We won't be punished for our sins, but BY them.
~Darrel Worley~
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Bullet's trial was a farce. Can I get an AMEN?????
We won't be punished for our sins, but BY them.
A TRUE ghost story, from right here in Michigan.
BabyRider wrote: YOOPER GHOST STORY
This happened about a month ago just outside of Ironwood, a little town
in Michigans upper peninsula, and while it sounds like an
Alfred Hitchcock tale, it's real.
This out of state traveler was on the side of the road, hitchhiking on
a real dark night in the middle of a thunderstorm. Time passed slowly
and no cars went by.
It was raining so hard he could hardly see his hand in front of his
face.
Suddenly he saw a car moving slowly, approaching and appearing
ghostlike in the rain. It slowly and silently crept toward him and
stopped.
Wanting a ride real bad the guy jumped in the car and closed the
door; only then did he realize that there was nobody behind the wheel,
and no sound of an engine to be heard over the rain. Again the car
crept slowly
forward and the guy was terrified, too scared to think of jumping out
and running. The guy saw that the car was approaching a sharp
curve and, still too scared to jump out, he started to pray and
begging
for his life; he was sure the ghost car would go off the road and in
the
bayou and he would surely drown! But just before the curve a
shadowy figure appeared at the driver's window and a hand reached in
and turned
the steering wheel, guiding the car safely around the bend. Then,
just as silently, the hand disappeared through the window and the
hitchhiker was alone again!
Paralyzed with fear, the guy watched the hand reappear every time
they reached a curve. Finally the guy, scared to near death, had all he
could take and jumped out of the car and ran to town.
Wet and in shock, he went into a bar and voice quavering, ordered
two shots of whiskey, then told everybody about his supernatural
experience.
A silence enveloped and everybody got goose bumps when they realized
the guy was telling the truth (and not just some drunk).
About half an hour later two guys walked into the bar and one says to
the other, "Look Tommy, ders dat idiot dat rode in our car when we
wuz pushin it in da rain."
I know, a bit of a stretch for that punchline, but I couldn't resist...
The goose bumps were bumping. The supernatural was at work and the end was near. Thanks for a good belly laugh! You know though theire accent and speech patterns are those of our infamous "Newfies". You sure they weren't a pair of Newfies passin' through the state? :yh_rotfl :yh_rotfl :yh_party
This happened about a month ago just outside of Ironwood, a little town
in Michigans upper peninsula, and while it sounds like an
Alfred Hitchcock tale, it's real.
This out of state traveler was on the side of the road, hitchhiking on
a real dark night in the middle of a thunderstorm. Time passed slowly
and no cars went by.
It was raining so hard he could hardly see his hand in front of his
face.
Suddenly he saw a car moving slowly, approaching and appearing
ghostlike in the rain. It slowly and silently crept toward him and
stopped.
Wanting a ride real bad the guy jumped in the car and closed the
door; only then did he realize that there was nobody behind the wheel,
and no sound of an engine to be heard over the rain. Again the car
crept slowly
forward and the guy was terrified, too scared to think of jumping out
and running. The guy saw that the car was approaching a sharp
curve and, still too scared to jump out, he started to pray and
begging
for his life; he was sure the ghost car would go off the road and in
the
bayou and he would surely drown! But just before the curve a
shadowy figure appeared at the driver's window and a hand reached in
and turned
the steering wheel, guiding the car safely around the bend. Then,
just as silently, the hand disappeared through the window and the
hitchhiker was alone again!
Paralyzed with fear, the guy watched the hand reappear every time
they reached a curve. Finally the guy, scared to near death, had all he
could take and jumped out of the car and ran to town.
Wet and in shock, he went into a bar and voice quavering, ordered
two shots of whiskey, then told everybody about his supernatural
experience.
A silence enveloped and everybody got goose bumps when they realized
the guy was telling the truth (and not just some drunk).
About half an hour later two guys walked into the bar and one says to
the other, "Look Tommy, ders dat idiot dat rode in our car when we
wuz pushin it in da rain."
I know, a bit of a stretch for that punchline, but I couldn't resist...
The goose bumps were bumping. The supernatural was at work and the end was near. Thanks for a good belly laugh! You know though theire accent and speech patterns are those of our infamous "Newfies". You sure they weren't a pair of Newfies passin' through the state? :yh_rotfl :yh_rotfl :yh_party
A TRUE ghost story, from right here in Michigan.
kensloft wrote: The goose bumps were bumping. The supernatural was at work and the end was near. Thanks for a good belly laugh! You know though theire accent and speech patterns are those of our infamous "Newfies". You sure they weren't a pair of Newfies passin' through the state? :yh_rotfl :yh_rotfl :yh_party
I'm glad you got a good laugh Ken!! The accent implied is exactly how the people in the U.P. talk!
I'm glad you got a good laugh Ken!! The accent implied is exactly how the people in the U.P. talk!
[FONT=Arial Black]I hope you cherish this sweet way of life, and I hope you know that it comes with a price.
~Darrel Worley~
[/FONT]
Bullet's trial was a farce. Can I get an AMEN?????
We won't be punished for our sins, but BY them.
~Darrel Worley~
[/FONT]
Bullet's trial was a farce. Can I get an AMEN?????
We won't be punished for our sins, but BY them.
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A TRUE ghost story, from right here in Michigan.
BabyRider wrote: YOOPER GHOST STORY
This happened about a month ago just outside of Ironwood, a little town
in Michigans upper peninsula, and while it sounds like an
Alfred Hitchcock tale, it's real.
This out of state traveler was on the side of the road, hitchhiking on
a real dark night in the middle of a thunderstorm. Time passed slowly
and no cars went by.
It was raining so hard he could hardly see his hand in front of his
face.
Suddenly he saw a car moving slowly, approaching and appearing
ghostlike in the rain. It slowly and silently crept toward him and
stopped.
Wanting a ride real bad the guy jumped in the car and closed the
door; only then did he realize that there was nobody behind the wheel,
and no sound of an engine to be heard over the rain. Again the car
crept slowly
forward and the guy was terrified, too scared to think of jumping out
and running. The guy saw that the car was approaching a sharp
curve and, still too scared to jump out, he started to pray and
begging
for his life; he was sure the ghost car would go off the road and in
the
bayou and he would surely drown! But just before the curve a
shadowy figure appeared at the driver's window and a hand reached in
and turned
the steering wheel, guiding the car safely around the bend. Then,
just as silently, the hand disappeared through the window and the
hitchhiker was alone again!
Paralyzed with fear, the guy watched the hand reappear every time
they reached a curve. Finally the guy, scared to near death, had all he
could take and jumped out of the car and ran to town.
Wet and in shock, he went into a bar and voice quavering, ordered
two shots of whiskey, then told everybody about his supernatural
experience.
A silence enveloped and everybody got goose bumps when they realized
the guy was telling the truth (and not just some drunk).
About half an hour later two guys walked into the bar and one says to
the other, "Look Tommy, ders dat idiot dat rode in our car when we
wuz pushin it in da rain."
I know, a bit of a stretch for that punchline, but I couldn't resist...Loved it BabyRider
This happened about a month ago just outside of Ironwood, a little town
in Michigans upper peninsula, and while it sounds like an
Alfred Hitchcock tale, it's real.
This out of state traveler was on the side of the road, hitchhiking on
a real dark night in the middle of a thunderstorm. Time passed slowly
and no cars went by.
It was raining so hard he could hardly see his hand in front of his
face.
Suddenly he saw a car moving slowly, approaching and appearing
ghostlike in the rain. It slowly and silently crept toward him and
stopped.
Wanting a ride real bad the guy jumped in the car and closed the
door; only then did he realize that there was nobody behind the wheel,
and no sound of an engine to be heard over the rain. Again the car
crept slowly
forward and the guy was terrified, too scared to think of jumping out
and running. The guy saw that the car was approaching a sharp
curve and, still too scared to jump out, he started to pray and
begging
for his life; he was sure the ghost car would go off the road and in
the
bayou and he would surely drown! But just before the curve a
shadowy figure appeared at the driver's window and a hand reached in
and turned
the steering wheel, guiding the car safely around the bend. Then,
just as silently, the hand disappeared through the window and the
hitchhiker was alone again!
Paralyzed with fear, the guy watched the hand reappear every time
they reached a curve. Finally the guy, scared to near death, had all he
could take and jumped out of the car and ran to town.
Wet and in shock, he went into a bar and voice quavering, ordered
two shots of whiskey, then told everybody about his supernatural
experience.
A silence enveloped and everybody got goose bumps when they realized
the guy was telling the truth (and not just some drunk).
About half an hour later two guys walked into the bar and one says to
the other, "Look Tommy, ders dat idiot dat rode in our car when we
wuz pushin it in da rain."
I know, a bit of a stretch for that punchline, but I couldn't resist...Loved it BabyRider
A TRUE ghost story, from right here in Michigan.
BabyRider wrote: I'm glad you got a good laugh Ken!! The accent implied is exactly how the people in the U.P. talk!
Read it again now and I still laughed. Absolutely awesome. The laugh that keeps on giving. :yh_worshp :yh_worshp :yh_worshp
Read it again now and I still laughed. Absolutely awesome. The laugh that keeps on giving. :yh_worshp :yh_worshp :yh_worshp
A TRUE ghost story, from right here in Michigan.
Awww shucks...thanks guys! I love to make ya laugh! :yh_dance
[FONT=Arial Black]I hope you cherish this sweet way of life, and I hope you know that it comes with a price.
~Darrel Worley~
[/FONT]
Bullet's trial was a farce. Can I get an AMEN?????
We won't be punished for our sins, but BY them.
~Darrel Worley~
[/FONT]
Bullet's trial was a farce. Can I get an AMEN?????
We won't be punished for our sins, but BY them.
A TRUE ghost story, from right here in Michigan.
BabyRider wrote: Awww shucks...thanks guys! I love to make ya laugh! :yh_dance
Keep it up.
Keep it up.
A TRUE ghost story, from right here in Michigan.
Delightfully delivered!
A TRUE ghost story, from right here in Michigan.
koan wrote: Delightfully delivered!
Ain't that the truth!
Ain't that the truth!