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Dopey Jim
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Thought i'd share this with you guys.
Where i used to live in Cornwall there was a lonely footpath just inland that very few people used to walk, it was an old farm track that led up to some barns. I used to walk there because it was hedged in either side and my dog was blind so it was nice and safe to walk and eay place to have a crafty smoke.
This particular day we got to a part of the lane that T-junctions and to the left the path zig zagged up a hill by some woods, the first part of the path has a fall on one side so I always put her on the lead to pass by and then let her off again.
I looked up to make sure no farm vehicles were about and then bent down to put here lead on when I stood back up on the crest of the hill on the sky line (my flesh is crawling as I remember that moment) stood the grim reaper! full on heavy black cloak and hood, huge great scythe, large as life no mucking about, no ephemeral mists or crows just "Death".
Not there one moment, there the next.
I thought "shit this is it he's come for me, ahh crap" (I was a little high and not at my most rational)
Then I thought "this is fucking absurd I'm not living in the middle ages" so I walked up the hill towards him, all the time he was just standing still looking at me, as I got closer and crested the hill I could see a guy behind him setting up cameras and the like - they were doing a photo shoot for a magazine!
When I explained the effect that "Death" had had on me they thought it was hilarious, bastards.
Where i used to live in Cornwall there was a lonely footpath just inland that very few people used to walk, it was an old farm track that led up to some barns. I used to walk there because it was hedged in either side and my dog was blind so it was nice and safe to walk and eay place to have a crafty smoke.
This particular day we got to a part of the lane that T-junctions and to the left the path zig zagged up a hill by some woods, the first part of the path has a fall on one side so I always put her on the lead to pass by and then let her off again.
I looked up to make sure no farm vehicles were about and then bent down to put here lead on when I stood back up on the crest of the hill on the sky line (my flesh is crawling as I remember that moment) stood the grim reaper! full on heavy black cloak and hood, huge great scythe, large as life no mucking about, no ephemeral mists or crows just "Death".
Not there one moment, there the next.
I thought "shit this is it he's come for me, ahh crap" (I was a little high and not at my most rational)
Then I thought "this is fucking absurd I'm not living in the middle ages" so I walked up the hill towards him, all the time he was just standing still looking at me, as I got closer and crested the hill I could see a guy behind him setting up cameras and the like - they were doing a photo shoot for a magazine!
When I explained the effect that "Death" had had on me they thought it was hilarious, bastards.
That's a good one Mate! 
Why would a Greyhound be eating feed you put out for wild game??? People amaze me with their "de-bunking" skills! 
LOL
