Thanks for the links! I’m so glad to have the internet at my disposal versus what little there was available when I was growing up. In other words, just the stuff I could catch at the appropriate time in the Dallas Morning News or Times Herald.
Man, all you’ve got to do is type ‘halloween’ into a search engine and you’d remain occupied indefinitely. Or until it was time to go scare up some fun. I’m goin’ go look at more information on your prison and the last one you’ve linked to, I’ve seen listed in some Top 10 list as, obviously, very good. Maybe you can go and then report back in.
Please. < insert corny witch joke here >
Anyway, since my thread isn’t garnering much attention, I figured what the hell and I’d amuse myself. So for anyone playing along that likes to get a benign chuckle outta me prattling on, then feel free to come long for the ride and enjoy. Now, let me just see what else I’ve got to show y’all…
First, I’m absolutely besotted with The London Dungeons and how awesome the concept is. Makes me want to travel across the pond even so more than I have already. Like leave NOW type. Regardless of my enthusiasm, it doesn’t seem that many natives care for the attraction(s) and that we’d probably even find it hokey, but I care not one whit what this heretics say. I. WANNA. GO. and I. WANT. SOME. FIGGY. PUDDING. TOO.
In other knews when I’m not being quite so goofy (I did say ‘quite’), I think I have found the contradiction to the urban legend of the if you can go all the way through, money back guarantee and it is, in all places, Kentucky. Now there are stipulations that must be met, such as:
[Cut and pasted directly from site.]
Wear Old Clothes, whatever you have on will be ruined, there will be (3) Three Requirements to make it All The Way Through the Panic Room
Eat Something (app 6 bites of different items)
IF YOU FAIL TO DO ANY ONE OF THE (3) YOU WILL BE ESCORTED OUT OF THE PANIC ROOM.
IF YOU THROW UP,
(before you exit the panic room)
YOU ARE DISQUALIFIED
…all for which you get the chance to regain your $15 and put your mug up on the Wall of Fame (it says there physically, but it must mean virtually as well – there’s already plenty up) or if you end up facing Shame (with the same outcome as above, just sans your hard earned dollars).
If anyone wants to try to navigate the “Panic Room,” I"d love to find out what it was like and gloat that a Doper undoubtedly kicked fake ghost ass. No matter though, you guys got to have stories about these kinds of activities. If you all aren’t forthcoming, it’s gonna be a long hall until November 1st.