Story Time

I've been meaning to post this story on here...it's really creepy.

It happened back when I was in high school and use to drive a Ford Ranger pickup truck. My best friend at the time and I were heading home from a party out in Erbsville. (I went to Resurrection so my friends lived out that way). Anyways, I got drunk so my buddy drove my truck home because I was crashing at his place for the night.

We left the party and were driving down Erb St. and it was foggy and rainy. We saw a silhouette of a guy in a parka carrying a duffle bag, so we pull over, and ask him if he wants a ride... Might as well be nice, the weather was horrible...

He says yes, and hops in. When he threw the bag in the bed, the truck dipped about 6 inches and it made a huge "THUD!". We looked at each other thinking "WTF???", and he was already on the bed as well waiting for us to start on our way.

As we were driving, the guy kept sticking his arm in the bag and shoving something as if he were fighting it, several times as we looked back. He gave us a cold stare over the collar of his parka, and continued doing so throughout the drive...

Getting a bit nervous, I open the sliding window in the back and ask him "What's in the bag???". He gives me a cold stare and says, "NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS!!".

At this point, we know we have some trouble. We wait a few kilometers, and HE KEEPS DOING IT!

I try being friendly, and hope that things dont escalate... So I asked him, "what is giving you such a hard time in the bag???". Once again, he grits his teeth in a growling fashion, and says "NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS!!!!"

So, after seeing him struggle with the bag even more, my friend hits the brakes and says "Hey buddy, we're trying to be nice and give you a ride in this bad weather, so either tell us what's in the bag, and chill, or get the FUCK out of the truck".

Once again, this bastard said: "IT'S NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS".

So, we tell him to get out, and as soon as his first foot is on the exterior of the bed and touches ground, my buddy FLOOORS the fucking pedal and we go so fast we dont look back....

Next thing you know as we are taking turns around the bends, we heard the duffle bag. We looked back, and it was still in the truck banging around as we drove. I guess he didn't have a grip on it when we dipped out.

Man, talk about a scary experience...

and what was in the bag?

Yes, tell us, what was in the bag Mr. Kaz?

i am also waiting for the big moment.

NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS!!












































Thanks For Playing

:rofl:

that was dumb

Crap thread.

? :( ? lol Wtf

:loser: :sly: :screwy: :grinno:

:banhim:

That was pretty good :lol2:

Coming from Raz, I knew there was a catch.....

:grinno:

lol u had me going there, nice one.

I figured after the first or second post what the answer was going to be from Raz.

that was a complete utter waist of time, I want my 1 minute of life back!

Go Raz.

:crying: :crying:

:lol2:

Sweet!! :rofl: :rofl: :rofl:

ROFL, DEUSCHBAG!!! I honestly don't think I could repeat that story without cracking a smile at the end.

ok.... you got me, I was waiting too... :icon16:

Got me too !!!!

But at least I wasn't the first one to look like idiot !!!!! (Ok ... but I was #23 ... I suck :mad:)