The Ghost of st Bathans
The Landlord trying to drum up Business
A light footed piss head from the bar trying to put the shits up the guests
Some bastard trying to Rob the hapless pomms
Never too old to Rock n Roll.
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
I've got miserly tourettes and I don't give a fuck.
Fook me sorry mate lost me way to the bog.
L O L alright, great read Marty
Could of been a Ghost, who knows. Not hearing foot steps leaving your front door after said rattling is interesting.
The last backpackers I ran had a death in room 1 (way before my time) & it was well known by all staff to feel a "presence" from time to time (the old Royal Hotel in New Plymouth). Never anything demonic or anything like that, actually quite calming I thought. I would often hear an audible noise like someone walking into the room, I would turn to see who it was & no one would be there, happened frequently.
To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and to endure the betrayal of false friends. To appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; to know that even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded
No probs mate, kudos for walking that corridor in the dark though kid, I'd sooner have pissed in the brides hat than gone out there.
OOH, I don't know if I'd like that kid, in principal, I'd love to see a ghost, if they exist of course, but in reality I think I'd poop myself and squeal like a stuck pig. I'd sooner duke it out with a seven foot mad axeman than know there was something in a room and I couldn't see it.
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