When were you last really scared?We'd been watching the Shining. We were staying in an old church building. In hindsight, taking the shortcut home after midnight, in the mist, through the old graveyard was a bad idea.
I'm not sure what started it, but suddenly all the hairs on my neck had gone up and I was crapping myself. It was almost as bad as when, after a few cups of coffee too many and buzzing on caffeine, I got freaked out by my own reflection in the toilets.
When were you last really scared?
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chthonic, Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
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Shellsuits in Cardiff4 years ago, kicking out time in the centre of Cardiff, this fella in a nice white shellsuit started giving me and 2 mates the 'What the fuck you looking at, grief'. Not usually one for confrontations, I was feeling a little brave so told him 'A 5 foot 6 mingebag wearing a shit shellsuit, and by the way mate, nice gold sovreigns'. He seemed to take offence at this and walked off muttering, 'Getting my mates'. We proceeded to my mates car, and being approximately 100 metres from it, I suddenly heard a lot of running shoes. Not looking we legged it to the car, where one of my mates proceeded to have a piss in the hedge, precisely at the same point one of the mob came through it, making his white shellsuit somewhat yellower. About 10 of his mates followed suit over the hedge. By this point we were in the car (a renault clio, no hummer by anyone's imagination) and they proceeded to batter the living daylights out of it, trying to get through the windows at us. My mate decided to drive like a pensioner on their driving test, I think it was a good 200 metres before the last one let go of the car, and my bowels relaxed.
Films don't scare me, a dozen chavs in shellsuits covered with piss do.
Apologies for length, it was cold and I was scared.
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