The voices are back. No, not the voices in my head. I'm not crazy. I'm haunted. Or, rather, the house in which I live is haunted. The voices are in the walls. Yes, inside the walls. Not coming from them, but contained within them. It's hard to explain. You'd really need to experience it for yourself to better understand. If you press your ear against the wall and concentrate you can hear them.
The sounds are distinctly human and not the haphazard sounds made by mice, although we have those as well. I'd like to tell you that I can understand what is being said, but the tones are too distant, too indistinct, and yet, unmistakably human. In fac
Googling 'japanese pet spiders' i came across this article:
A GERMAN man who lived with over 200 black widow spiders was fatally bitten by one and then eaten by his other pet creepy-crawlies.
Police found Mark Voegel, 30, in his apartment partially eaten by his pet spiders, several snakes, lizards and thousands of termites, Sun co uk reported.
Neighbours called police after becoming worried about the smell coming from Voegel's apartment.
Police were met by an unforgettably gruesome scene.
"It was like a horror movie. His corpse was over the sofa," a police spokesman said.
"Giant webs draped him, spiders were all over him. They were comi
"I kill with my c*nt." One of the most memorable lines from a movie I can think of. And, from one of the most unintentionally funny, so-bad-its-brilliant films I've ever seen: Liquid Sky. But, don't let my recommendation convince you to seek it out, -last I checked mininova showed a copy available- , read the imdb.com plot summary below:
Invisible aliens in a tiny flying saucer come to Earth looking for heroin. They land on top of a New York apartment inhabited by a drug dealer and her female, androgynous, bisexual nymphomaniac lover, a fashion model. The aliens soon find the human pheromones created in the brain during orgasm preferable to
Oh mate...143,000,000 with 2 weeks+ interest accrued and compounded! I am so sorry it has taken me this long to REMEMBER to check my messages, especially after you mentioned you had left something for me.