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P? P? Where the fuck did the P come from? :rolleyes:
GAAH, I’m an idiot.
I still love you gabriela and your stories. I am so very glad you ponyed up the $15 bucks.
I also love QTM stories. QTP not so much.
This reminds me of a suicide we had a few years ago. Guy goes out on a logging road, ties a rope to a tree and then around his neck, jumps in his car (fastened his seatbelt, too - wouldn’t want to get a ticket) and hit the gas. The deputy found his car crashed into a tree with a headless body in the driver’s seat (and an amazing amount of blood). After looking around, they found his head about 30 yards away. They were really confused until they found where the rope had snapped back into the brush, out of sight.
By an amazing coincidence, one of the first deputies on scene knew the dead guy. When they found the head, he said to the other deputy, “I think I know that guy. But he was a lot taller the last time I saw him!”
Yeah, I’ve got a few stories, too! 
Tell! Tell!
Good story! Good story!
Subway Prophet can get twice as much fun!
Maybe he’ll start dreaming about you, too…
(Moment of panic - Chronos has over 16,000 posts, is an SDSAB, and I have always envisaged him/her in a long flowing midnight blue robe with a scythe - also a gold pendulum - hang on, girl, hang on, Twickster has nearly as many posts and she’s been as kind to you as a High Inititate can be to a newbie)
Uh, no, silly. Waste of time talking to dead people. They don’t listen, they don’t reply. When they visit, they don’t bring an assortment…
Talking ABOUT dead people is the fun stuff. See Thalion, above.
I have also heard it reliably demonstrated that talking about nutso prisoners can be great fun stuff.
Thalion, what do you do for a living?
How about going ahead and writing the stories, saving them in a file on the home computer or on a floppy or CD and then as they become OK tp post, you already have it done? No forgetting the good stuff will have occurred.
It is surprising how fast time goes and I bet we will still be here.
I was waiting to hear the question after they found the body, “What’s that in the road ahead?”
Speaking of headless corpses:
I once asked a cop what was the nastiest thing he’d ever seen. He told me about responding to a call at 1 a.m. about a car hitting a tree. He walked over to the driver’s side, where the window was open. The driver was slumped over the steering wheel. He asked the guy if he was okay, got not response, so he took off his glove and went to feel for a pulse. His hand went right down the middle of the guy’s neck.
The cop found the guy’s head under the back seat. Turned out the driver had been decapitated by the tree branch.
I have very few good stories, and most of them are second-hand, like my second story below, which. the old-timers always liked to relate it to the newbies.
Years ago I was an EMT. The most graphic thing I saw firsthand was a car accident victim (who lived). He’d gone over and embankment and smashed into the creek below. In the process, he smashed his head against the center of the steering wheel, which sliced open his forehead. When we arrived, blood was everywhere and his entire face … sagged … from no longer being attached to the top of his head!
But the pass-along story was from old-timer Art, who came upon the scene of another car accident, this time along the Interstate. The vehicle contained the headless bodies of the three passengers and also, apparently, one large tire from a semi tractor-trailer. It had come undone from beneath the semi and hurdled through space and through the windshield, where it lopped the heads from all three passengers.
If the whereabouts of the heads was part of the story, I don’t remember it. But it would be interesting to know.