Back in the day I lived way out in the country in North Carolina….. this young couple, early twenties or so, bought this big old creepy looking farm house down the road, fixer upper and what not. My ex was joking with them about being haunted….
Couple months after they moved in, I’m working in the garage on a Saturday…. And my wife comes out and says come on, something freaked out the neighbor and she asked for us to come down……
We get there, she’s in the front yard, pale as a sheet. She says there’s a loud growling noise coming from the upstairs bathroom.
I go up there, ready to fight a werewolf or some other mythical creature…… and sure enough….loud strange sound. …. The hair on the back of my neck standing on end…… I breach the door like I’m in Iraq again, gun in hand……
And find a large, plastic, vibrating dildo inside of a drawer that was making a hell of a racket echoing under the sink.
Later she admitted to my wife that she had slammed that drawer earlier before leaving and it must’ve turned it on….
What part of NC if you don't me asking. Cool if you don't want to divulge...Speaking of NC, off to Charlotte in a few to see Tool
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