lambsone's thoughts

An older couple were lying in bed one night. The husband was falling asleep but the wife was in a romantic mood and wanted to talk.

She said: “You used to hold my hand when we were courting.”

Wearily he reached across, held her hand for a second, and tried to get back to sleep.

A few moments later she said: “Then you used to kiss me.”

Mildly irritated, he reached across, gave her a peck on the cheek, and settled down to sleep.

Thirty seconds later she said: Then you use to bite my neck”

Angrily, he threw back the bedclothes and got out of bed.

“Where are you going?” she asked.

“To get my teeth!”

Last night I went out to move my car further back towards the house. I had pulled it forward in the morning because my neighbor was putting a roof on his house.

I also heard a bang that sounded like someone hit the front of my car while trying to turn around in my driveway. This was after dark.

I noticed a picture copied on paper of this man which looks like P-diddy on my windshield underneath the driver's side windshield wiper. There was no wording on the front or the back.

Could this have been a way to mark my car that somebody had already checked out so that others could come and steal it or break into it?

Has this happened to anyone else? What does it mean? I googled it but came up with nothing related. People in my neighborhood suggested that it was a sex trafficking thing. A way to get my attention so they could grab and haul me off.

What do you guys say? 

I'm sorry, I just have to laugh at some of the Dom pictures here. I don't know about the female variety because I don't look for those. I suppose their goal is to look sexy.

But some of the men ..... hahaha .... oh my goodness my stomach hurts from laughing so hard. They either try to look mean, stern, cruel, or some other dramatic concoction. I'm thinking those are probably mostly fake doms. 

Whatever happened to looking normal and approacheable?

The first day of my trip started at 6:15 am with a friend picking me up and taking me to Cleveland Hopkins Airport. I pretty much spent the whole day in airports. A 4 hour layover in Las Vegas. It was very exhausting with a lot of mishaps and learning how to navigate them. Needless to say when I finally reached my hotel and my actual room more mishaps followed. When things finally settled down I slept from 4 pm to about 9 pm. Watch some TV and then slept again till morning.

My first full day in Phoenix started when a request to go on an all day tour to several places was rejected by the tour guide so I had to figure something else out.

At first I looked into renting a car but it was too expensive so I did the Uber thing and visited the Desert Botanical Gardens.

It was a wonderful place. I was so exhausted when I got back and attempts to order food delivery failed, so I ate at the hotel bar restaurant. My choice of food was absolutely excellent.

After that I watched some tv and then slept for 4 hours. These photos are of the garden. I was there for about 3 hours. I didn't see all that I wanted to see, but I was too tired to see more.

Oh yeah, I'm in Phoenix because my niece is getting married on Friday in Sedona.

Found another funny one. Yep that's me. Just got new ones too.

Like Steellover, my story doesn't fit what ControlYourHole is looking for but it is nevertheless real.

I mentioned in a forum thread recently that I have no reason to deal with dark things anymore, but that doesn't mean that they don't have dealings with me.

My sister seems to be a ghost or spirit magnet. Since she divorced her first husband, every home she's lived in (3 now) has had strange happenings occuring.

In the first house this started happening in there definitely was a spirit there. Not only did her family experience it, but the previous family said that their girls would wake up in the middle of the night and see a man in a hat and trench coat standing at the end of their bed.

I experienced that presence one day when visiting my sister. She was at her kitchen sink, and I was just outside the kitchen hanging out in the doorway talking to her. I heard footsteps upstairs since I was at the foot of them. 

I asked her if her husband was home and she said no. Then I asked if her girls were home and she said no. So I told her I was hearing footsteps upstairs. She said yep. So I made a beeline into the kitchen away from the stairwell. Lol. 

They also were cleaning their garage out one day and found a tombstone in it. 

Creepy all the way around.

This came into my FB Feed today and how appropriate it is in light of recent events for me.

My cousin shared this on FB. I love it!

https://www.facebook.com/share/r/2fNo7TTM42mgn38S/