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Sacred Earth Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 10:53 pm
A little urban legend thread.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 10:57 pm
On 25 October 1997, a mass tug-of-war contest was held at a park along the Keelung River in Taipei in celebration of Retrocession Day (the 52nd anniversary of the end of the Japanese colonial rule in Taiwan). Over 1,600 participants joined in the contest, exerting over 80,000 kg of force on a 5-cm nylon rope that could bear a force of about 26,000 kg at most. Within seconds the rope snapped, severing the left arms of two men (Yang Chiung-ming and Chen Ming-kuo) below the shoulder. (The severing of the limbs was believed to have been caused by sheer rebounding force of the broken rope rather than the men's having wrapped the rope around their arms, as was sometimes reported.) The victims were taken to Mackay Memorial Hospital and underwent seven hours of microsurgery to reattach their arms. Picture on this page http://www.snopes.com/horrors/freakish/disarmed.htm
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Sacred Earth Vice Captain
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Sacred Earth Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 11:05 pm
One of my favorites
A wealthy planter returning from a trip to New York, and greeting the sheriff at the station.
Man - "Well, you old rascal, anything happen at the estate while I was gone?"
cop-"Nothing worth mentioning Cept, your dog died.
man-" Rosco? How did he die?"
cop- It was from eating all that burnt horse flesh."
man-"Where on earth did he get hold of burnt horse flesh?"
Cop- "It was when the stables caught fire."
Man- "The stables?"
cop- "Yep! Sparks from the house fire."
man- "The house! Sparks! How did the fire start?"
cop -"From the candles at funeral. Place burned to the ground before we could do a thing."
man- "Good heavens, man! Whose funeral?"
cop- "Your mothers. I suspect she died from the shock."
man- "What shock?"
cop- "When she walked in on your wife and the butler in your bed."
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 11:13 pm
Sacred Earth One of my favorites A wealthy planter returning from a trip to New York, and greeting the sheriff at the station. Man - "Well, you old rascal, anything happen at the estate while I was gone?" cop-"Nothing worth mentioning Cept, your dog died. man-" Rosco? How did he die?" cop- It was from eating all that burnt horse flesh." man-"Where on earth did he get hold of burnt horse flesh?" Cop- "It was when the stables caught fire." Man- "The stables?" cop- "Yep! Sparks from the house fire." man- "The house! Sparks! How did the fire start?" cop -"From the candles at funeral. Place burned to the ground before we could do a thing." man- "Good heavens, man! Whose funeral?" cop- "Your mothers. I suspect she died from the shock." man- "What shock?" cop- "When she walked in on your wife and the butler in your bed." oh man thats gotta SUCK!
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Sacred Earth Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 12:22 am
In Berlin, after World War II, money was short, supplies were tight, and it seemed like everyone was hungry. At that time, people were telling the tale of a young woman who saw a blind man picking his way through a crowd. The two started to talk. The man asked her for a favor: could she deliver the letter to the address on the envelope? Well, it was on her way home, so she agreed.
She started out to deliver the message, when she turned around to see if there was anything else the blind man needed. But she spotted him hurrying through the crowd without his smoked glasses or white cane. She went to the police, who raided the address on the envelope, where they found heaps of human flesh for sale.
And what was in the envelope? "This is the last one I am sending you today."
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 1:17 am
People dying because they laugh to hard eek
On 24 March 1975, 50-year-old bricklayer Alex Mitchell of King's Lynn in Norfolk, England, kicked the bucket while roaring with laughter at one of his favorite television shows, the comedy programme The Goodies. The skit that precipitated Mitchell's fatal fit of glee involved a kilted Scotsman's flailing away with his bagpipe at a vicious black pudding intent upon attacking him. Mitchell was unable to stop laughing, and after twenty-five minutes of uproar gave one last "tremendous belly laugh, slumped on the settee, and died," said his widow, who witnessed his passing. Mr. Mitchell had expired from heart failure.
An odder account of a "dying laughing" incident was reported in Bangkok in 2003:
An ice cream truck driver in Thailand died while laughing in his sleep. Damnoen Saen-um, 52, laughed for about two minutes yesterday and then stopped breathing, The Nation newspaper reported. Damnoen's wife tried to wake him up but he kept laughing. An autopsy suggested that he might have had a heart attack. "I have never seen a case like this. But it is possible that a person could have heart seizure while laughing or crying too hard in their sleep," said Dr Somchai Chakrabhand, deputy director-general of the Mental Health Department.
On the anecdotal side, Schott's Original Miscellany attributes the death of Burmese king Nandabayin in 1599 to his having "laughed to death when informed, by a visiting Italian merchant, that Venice was a free state without a king." And on the fictional front, one version of the demise of Pecos Bill, the legendary cowboy hero of American folklore, has him dying from laughter after an encounter with a Boston dude:
When Bill was gettin' on in years, a Boston man came down to New Mexico for a visit. He fancied himself a bit of a cowboy. Got himself one of them mail-order suits, don't ya know. The ones with the lizard skin boots, a shiny brass belt buckle, a new pair of blue jeans and a huge ten gallon hat with not a speck of dust on it. Well, when Pecos Bill saw him trying to swagger into a bar, he jest lay down on the sidewalk and laughed himself to death!
Not enough information was given in the (real) cases cited above to know whether laughter was a coincidental, contributory, or causal element of the deaths, but linguistically we've been tossing about "dying laughing" expressions for centuries; the Oxford English Dictionary records a use of this phrase as far back as 1596 ("Went they not quickly, I should die with laughing"). We also employ similar phrases to indicate intense feelings of humiliation ("I almost died of embarrassment"), and in a more generic sense we use 'dying' to indicate great longing ("I'm just dying to see you") or excellence ("It's to die for"). It therefore comes as a bit of a shocker to realize that there might be at least a smidgen of truth buried deep beneath all this overblown emoting.
Yet even if there may have been an occasional death from guffawing, it's still possible merriment is far more healthy than harmful (at least for the ones who survive). Some studies assert laughing produces beneficial effects on physical health, including decreasing the secretion of serum cortisol (a stress hormone) and boosting the blood levels of immunoglobulin A, an antibody that fights bacterial and viral infections in the upper respiratory and gastrointestinal tracts. However, not everyone in the scientific community has jumped on this bandwagon — in a study reported upon in 2002 in Current Directions in Psychological Science ("Is Laughter the Best Medicine? Humor, Laughter, and Physical Health) researchers reported that the connection between humor and wellness was "less conclusive than commonly believed" and that "future research in this area needs to be more theoretically driven and methodologically rigorous."
Barbara "laugh tracked" Mikkelson
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 1:34 am
Sacred Earth In Berlin, after World War II, money was short, supplies were tight, and it seemed like everyone was hungry. At that time, people were telling the tale of a young woman who saw a blind man picking his way through a crowd. The two started to talk. The man asked her for a favor: could she deliver the letter to the address on the envelope? Well, it was on her way home, so she agreed. She started out to deliver the message, when she turned around to see if there was anything else the blind man needed. But she spotted him hurrying through the crowd without his smoked glasses or white cane. She went to the police, who raided the address on the envelope, where they found heaps of human flesh for sale. And what was in the envelope? "This is the last one I am sending you today." Lol, took me a second to get that, but I laughed.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 6:44 am
the best local urban legend i know was the story of Mary Anne Cotton, she killd her 4 husbands, 7 of her own children and 9 step children before she was caught and executed. legend goes that if you stand at the gates leading to the cemetary she was buried in, and at the stroke of midnight begin ti chant "Mary Anne Cotton she's dead and forgotten lies in her grave with her bones all rotten Mary Anne,Mary Anne, Mary Anne Cotton"
(in a kind of skipping chant"
she will come to you in your dreams that night dunno what she's supposed to do, as either no-one has ever done it and survived to tell the tale, or no-one has done it, period.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 6:10 pm
http://www.jkcinema.com/gamesmov.asp?type=5So, who hasn't seen ALL of these already? Well, you should. They scared the shite out of me. There's a screamer at the end of one of them, but it's after a whole bunch of real content, so I had my sound on (which I don't, usually, looking a this kind of stuff), so it scared the snot out of me.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 6:24 pm
Sacred Earth One of my favorites A wealthy planter returning from a trip to New York, and greeting the sheriff at the station. Man - "Well, you old rascal, anything happen at the estate while I was gone?" cop-"Nothing worth mentioning Cept, your dog died. man-" Rosco? How did he die?" cop- It was from eating all that burnt horse flesh." man-"Where on earth did he get hold of burnt horse flesh?" Cop- "It was when the stables caught fire." Man- "The stables?" cop- "Yep! Sparks from the house fire." man- "The house! Sparks! How did the fire start?" cop -"From the candles at funeral. Place burned to the ground before we could do a thing." man- "Good heavens, man! Whose funeral?" cop- "Your mothers. I suspect she died from the shock." man- "What shock?" cop- "When she walked in on your wife and the butler in your bed." that must suck
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