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Sourtoe Cocktail (Would You Drink This
The notorious “Sourtoe Cocktail” — a shot of Yukon Jack containing a dehydrated human toe — is a bizarre tradition at the Downtown Hotel’s Sourdough Saloon, in Dawson City. 
The crazy tradition dates back to 1973 when Captain Dick Stevenson found a preserved toe in a Yukon cabin and created an exclusive drinking club based around the toe.
The bartender (also called the “toe captain”) drops a mummified toe into your choice of alcohol and the drink is ready but the drinker must follow the Sourdough Saloon rule:
“You can drink it fast, you can drink it slow, but your lips must touch the toe.”
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Axe-Man
‘John’ who works at sea as a dockworker came into dry dock(which means it was locked up, water pumped out, and left high and dry on blocks) to carry out refit and repairs.
Next to the ship he worked on, was a military frigate being broken down for scrap and when all of it was done, she was left to her fate.
Once all the sensitive stuff had been removed, the dock workers were free to go on. The dock foreman, ‘John’ went on board first with a camera to take pictures of work areas. He took a couple of hundred all in all. The picture on top was one of the ones he took. The area where this picture was taken was in a cross alley way, deep inside the ship. He was going around with a torch and a camera. When he’d go to take a picture, he would turn off the torch (leaving him in total darkness) snap the shot, turn the torch back on and be on his way.
He had no idea who the man in the picture was(the only thing he knew was that he wasn’t one of the dockworkers), as there was supposed to be nobody on the ship. The bottom picture, which is a more cleaned up picture of the one on top shows that the man had an axe.
He doesn’t think it was a ghost, but a man with an axe seems a lot scarier anyway.
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the-shadows-have-eyes-blog · 10 years ago
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I hate when i’m at home relaxing & I can see shadow people at the corner of my eye & I turn around & they just disappear like either help pay rent or move out already fucking freeloaders.
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the-shadows-have-eyes-blog · 10 years ago
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John Titor was a man who appeared on several bulletin boards during 2000 and 2001 claiming to be a time traveler from the year 2036. He first appeared on Time Travel Institute forums in November 2, 2000 and mainly gave a description of what a time machine would need. He stated that it requires a “two top-spin, dual positive singularities”. He made no mention or claimed to be a time traveler in these early posts. He first claimed to be a time traveler a few months later and made various predictions about the near future starting with events in 2004.
He described a civil war in the United States that escalated to a nuclear World War III. He also stated that his timeline is disjoint from ours and that his very existence in our universe changes some of these events. He also revealed that the primary objective for his time traveling is to retrieve an IBM 5100 from 1975 to debug legacy computer programs in 2036 and stopped in 2000 for “personal reasons” to collect pictures lost in the civil war, and visiting family. In March 2001, he announced that he was returning to his own time and was never seen again.
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the-shadows-have-eyes-blog · 10 years ago
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Dear Abby,
Do you see what you’ve done Abby? DO YOU SEE WHAT YOU’VE DONE? I woke up at 8 am to see you frantically packing your bags, I was confused at first, but then I understood. You were leaving me. You don’t love me. You don’t love me. How could you do this to me Abby, you were the only thing I wanted in life, I had nothing else to live for, but when I first met you I saw a shimmer of hope. I thought that I’d finally have reason to wake up in the morning and go on with my shitty life. And you went and threw that away. How could you do this to me Abby? A few seconds after you left your room I got out of my hiding spot and followed behind you. I saw you throw your bags in the back and then get in your car and start it. I wasn’t going to let you get away though Abby, I would never let that happen. I ran as fast as I could to your car and smashed out the window and dragged you out. Did you really think you could get away from me Abby? I had to hit you over the head to knock you out, you were making too much noise. Someone else, someone that doesn’t understand, could have seen and ruined everything. Well, I had a plan for if you reacted like this. I drove out to the storage unit at the edge of town, I’d reserved a slot the day I decided to move in with you. I drove up and unlocked it, I grabbed you and carried you inside it with me. It had only been a few minutes so you were still unconscious, I made sure to check through your pockets to make sure you didn’t have your phone with you. I set you down at the very back of the small room, then i got in and lowered the door. I called the owner of the storage unit and told him that I had visited my lot the other day and forgotten to lock it, and asked him if he would mind locking it for me. Of course, he said yes, and I hung up. I then threw the phone on the ground and stomped on it, to make sure that it’d never work again. Shortly later I heard the owner come up and lock the door. About an hour later, I saw you start to get up. I first heard a very faint grunt, then I saw your leg start to move. Shortly after you were fully awake. When you saw my face, you started to scream, which then subsided to a whine and then to a whimper. That’s when you saw it, the one other thing in the room. My knife. It was obvious why it was there, and after a second or two of realization you jumped and grabbed it. I looked you dead in the eyes and said “Abby, I love you.” and then I felt the searing pain of the knife being driven into my side, I felt it being pulled out and jabbed back in with great force. I could feel it go in each time, like a fire burning a hole through my chest. I fell to the floor, laughing while coughing up blood. I saw you back away, trembling, and sit back down in the corner. And now, as I sit here in a puddle of my own blood writing this, I wonder how you’ll go out. Will you use the knife to take your own life? Or will you let starvation take you? Either way, we’ll be together in death Abby. Together from the day I saw you till the day we both died, just as I wanted it. And as you sit there, crying, I can tell you’ve come to this realization. Abby, this is all I ever wanted, and for that I have to say thank you.
Love, Jay
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As Above So Below
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the-shadows-have-eyes-blog · 10 years ago
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Dear Abby,
I spent more time today working on the surprise while you were at work, you’re really gonna love it Abby. I’ve put a lot of work into it you know. I spent a few hours today putting the finishing touches on it, and I think it’s finally ready for you to see. You got home at about 8:30 again, and saw the letter laying on your desk almost immediately. I started to smile as I saw you open it, waiting to see your reaction. It was really quite interesting watching your face, I could see all your different emotions and thoughts. You seemed to be confused at first, then shocked, then horrified. You started to shake violently and I saw that you were starting to cry, do you not like me Abby? Why were you crying? Don’t you love me? DON’T YOU LOVE ME ABBY? Everything after that was a blur, you looked over to the closet while still sobbing. You seemed to be contemplating whether to open it or not. Instead, you ran past it and out the door. When you came back you had all my letters in your hand and started going through them. At some point you seemed to break down and curl up on the floor, tears still rolling down your face. I could tell you were desperately trying to say something, anything, but you were to paralyzed in fear. After about 10 minutes, I saw you look under the bed, in the vent, anywhere I could be. You see though Abby, I’m smarter than that. I knew you’d look in those places, I found a better place after I finished your surprise. You’ll never find me here, no one will. Isn’t it great? I can watch you forever and ever and there’s nothing you or anyone else can do about it. You hadn’t found your surprise yet though Abby, and I could tell you were still thinking about it. I saw you look over to your closet, I knew you wanted to open it but at the same time you were nervous. What was going to be in it? What would you find? This couldn’t last forever though, you and I both knew that. I watched you slowly walk over to your closet, fumbling with the handle trying to get a firm grasp on it. Suddenly, you flung the doors open and saw it. It was a scrapbook, of me and you. I saw you flipping through the pages, you seemed to be shocked. Do you not like it Abby? I got pictures of you and I when you weren’t looking, pictures of you sleeping, pictures of you at your computer. I’d scattered the hairs I had collected throughout it, along with pictures of couples together, of course with our faces on them though. I got that picture of you with the other guy and put it at the very back, except I didn’t leave it like it normally was. I scratched that little prick’s face off. I hate him so much. If I knew who he was I would hunt him down and make him suffer. Don’t you get it Abby? No one, NO ONE can have you but me. Me and you are meant for each other, no one else. I watched you sob for another 30 minutes, and then get up and run out of your apartment. Shortly after you came back with multiple police men. This shocked me. Did you not like the surprise Abby? Why would you bring these people into our room? They’ll never find where I am, but if they did it could ruin everything. All my work from the last few weeks would be for nothing. You wouldn’t want that, right Abby? I’m exhausted from todays work, and as much as I love you, I need sleep Abby. Have a good night, I love you.
Love, Jay
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the-shadows-have-eyes-blog · 10 years ago
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Creepy Zodiac Monsters by Damon Hellandbrand
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The Gashlycrumb Tinies
by Edward Gorey
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"What Happened to Ella" Creepypasta Narrated by Creepsmcpasta
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Art from the book A Monster Calls written by Patrick Ness and illustrated by Jim Kay.
It’s a children’s book about a boy (Conor) who starts having nightmares about a monster every night since his mother started her cancer treatment. One night when he wakes up, there is an actual monster right outside his window. The monster is a yew tree in the cemetery behind Conor’s house during day-time but the monster we see at night. I wont go into more detail about the story because it’s really worth reading. You might want to have some tissues and ice-cream ready though.
It was inspired by Siobhan Dowd, who passed away due to cancer and could not write this book herself
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Shark left to decay in an abandoned wildlife park
via Murdoch80 (flickr)
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SUBMISSION 
Can you please keep me anonymous because I don’t want people telling me how bad of an idea this was. 
So some of my friends went in an abandoned shed near my house and found this gem….
Had blood all over it and was burned in the center and edges. The “Goodbye” was also scratched out. They told me to keep it in my room and for some stupid reason I did.
Today I woke up to screaming coming from my closet and I’m so freaked out.  
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In June, 2014, three kids were taken to the hospital after playing with a ouija board in a villiage in Mexico. One of the kids, a 16 year old girl who was orphaned at age 1, tried to contact her dead parents using a ouija board after taking a poisonous drug called Angel’s Trumpet. She started convulsing and speaking in tongues and a voice that was not her own. The other two kids also complained about evil visions and the desire to harm themselves just minutes into playing with the board. Her guardians firmly beleive that she was possessed by an evil spirit that wanted to harm her. They tried taking her to a priest, but were rejected for not being regulars at church. They then called an ambulance. On her way to the hospital she laughed and said “I am going to die” and “they will die.” Her guardians have concerns that she may still be possessed.
Fez & Hali want you to play. Don’t miss #OuijaMovie this Friday - get tickets now!
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Monsterrr ~ Are you afraid ? - https://weheartit.com/entry/133426393
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I didn’t need sleep anyway… (Not my picture)
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