So as I was peeing I felt kind of uneasy, and for a second I thought maybe a police car had pulled up, I could hear rustling and I had the sensation that I was not alone, whatever sensation that is I can't describe but I definitely felt something was amiss.
And then as I turned to leave I saw it.........right behind where I'd peed and pretty much the route I'd walked into the bushes, I must have stepped over it, A HUMAN BODY.
― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 13 May 2005 08:20 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ste (Fuzzy), Friday, 13 May 2005 08:24 (twenty-one years ago)
― paranoid, Friday, 13 May 2005 08:27 (twenty-one years ago)
― $V£N! (blueski), Friday, 13 May 2005 08:27 (twenty-one years ago)
― Tom (Groke), Friday, 13 May 2005 08:27 (twenty-one years ago)
It was fucking terrifying! I ran all the way home, and actually shouted "oh my god!".
― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 13 May 2005 08:30 (twenty-one years ago)
― beanz (beanz), Friday, 13 May 2005 08:34 (twenty-one years ago)
― PinXorchiXoR (Pinkpanther), Friday, 13 May 2005 08:36 (twenty-one years ago)
― Tuomas (Tuomas), Friday, 13 May 2005 08:57 (twenty-one years ago)
― N_RQ, Friday, 13 May 2005 09:05 (twenty-one years ago)
― mark grout (mark grout), Friday, 13 May 2005 09:22 (twenty-one years ago)
― Anna (Anna), Friday, 13 May 2005 09:27 (twenty-one years ago)
It then turned out the turf cutter and the tarp had been ordered on a stolen credit card.
― Rumpy Pumpkin, Friday, 13 May 2005 09:30 (twenty-one years ago)
― dog latin (dog latin), Friday, 13 May 2005 09:30 (twenty-one years ago)
I am fine really, I was terrified then, just the thought of someone being a foot away from you without you knowing, that's pretty freaky I think.
I hope he was okay, I think it was a guy. seriously weird, I wonder if I call the police again would they let me know what happened. I suppose not.
― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 13 May 2005 09:37 (twenty-one years ago)
― grimly fiendish (grimlord), Friday, 13 May 2005 09:40 (twenty-one years ago)
― Tom (Groke), Friday, 13 May 2005 09:40 (twenty-one years ago)
― Rumpie, Friday, 13 May 2005 09:47 (twenty-one years ago)
Um, Rumpie, perhaps the tarp was to cover the corpse and the turf cutter was to dig a shallow grave with?
― Markelby (Mark C), Friday, 13 May 2005 09:49 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 13 May 2005 09:50 (twenty-one years ago)
― Rumpie, Friday, 13 May 2005 09:52 (twenty-one years ago)
― battlingspacemonkey (battlingspacemonkey), Friday, 13 May 2005 10:21 (twenty-one years ago)
― beanz (beanz), Friday, 13 May 2005 10:26 (twenty-one years ago)
― cozen (Cozen), Friday, 13 May 2005 10:27 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 13 May 2005 10:48 (twenty-one years ago)
― The Lex (The Lex), Friday, 13 May 2005 10:56 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ronan (Ronan), Friday, 13 May 2005 12:35 (twenty-one years ago)
waitaminute, this is Malahide, people don't sleep rough there.
whereabouts in the hood was this anyway?
― DV (dirtyvicar), Friday, 13 May 2005 15:37 (twenty-one years ago)
― Huk-L, Friday, 13 May 2005 15:47 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Friday, 13 May 2005 15:49 (twenty-one years ago)
― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Friday, 13 May 2005 16:17 (twenty-one years ago)
― Andrew Farrell (afarrell), Friday, 13 May 2005 16:18 (twenty-one years ago)
Feel his breath on my foot His body close to me Can't look in his eyes Because they're crusted shut.Just a fool to believe I could pee in some fucking peace. He's like the wind..
[SOLO]
― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Friday, 13 May 2005 16:34 (twenty-one years ago)
[SAX SOLO]
― David R. (popshots75`), Friday, 13 May 2005 17:36 (twenty-one years ago)
CHORUS:I always feel that somebody's watchin' meAnd I have no privacyI always feel that somebody's watchin' meIs it just a dream?
When I come home at nightI bolt the door real tightPeople call me on the phone I'm trying to avoidWell, can the people on TV see me or am I just paranoid
CHORUS
When I'm in the shower, I'm afraid to wash my hairI might open my eyes and find someone standing therePeople say I'm crazy, just a little touchedBut maybe showers remind me of Psycho too muchThat's why...
I always feel like somebody's watching meWho's playing tricks on meI always feel like somebody's watching meTell me it can't be
I don't know anymoreAre the neighbors watching meWell is the mailman watching meAnd I don't feel safe anymore, oh what a messI wonder who's watching me now?Who?The IRS?
I always feel like somebody's watching meWho's playing tricks on meI always feel like somebody's watching meI can't enjoy my tea!
― The Ghost of Dan Perry (Dan Perry), Friday, 13 May 2005 18:08 (twenty-one years ago)