r/Askreddit What's Your "I've Got To Get Out Of Here Right Now" Story?
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- r/Askreddit We've got stories of people who realize they need to get the hell out of here as quickly as possible. One guy goes camping by himself in the woods and finds a wild animal that looks like it's been ritualistically sacrificed. Another person witnesses an attempted murder at a Waffle House. Another guy nearly gets eaten alive by a pack of wild dogs. These stories are shocking, bizarre, and truly terrifying!
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"Sneaky Snitch" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)
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My wife and I had a secret code for "Get me out of here NOW!" Silent and discreet. Give me a quarter. That is it. No scene, no begging, no questions.. In all our married life, I got one quarter, and a dime with the comment "I owe you 15 cents." Nobody there had any clue what that was about, but we left promptly, no questions asked. One time was a wedding reception with too much booze and someone brought brownies. This was before some states legalized that. Both times were good calls on her part, as things got out of hand after we left.
Highly recommend a secret partner code for this. Important, no discussion or questions at the event. It's bad enough already. That was part of the code.
I love this idea and will definitely be doing something similar if and when I get married. I hope more people would start taking steps like this in advance and trust each other enough not to question it in the moment.
This is a great idea. I'm gonna use this if I have a relationship
That's a great idea! I'll pass that on to other couples I know.
As for me and my husband, we've been together a long time and just kind of developed that sense. Especially me, since he gets nervous in crowds (PTSD from combat overseas).
Me and my partner are very blunt so we just literally use even if we are in front of people "get me the fuck outta here" đ
@@JordanOpitz Whatever works, bro. đ
âDo you work in bowserâs castle?â Made me lose it ahahahahahahaha
Like right before that comment came up I was thinking, "dude works in a video game"
In actuality my best guess is a refinery
Next post op is gonna be complaining about how some Italian guy came in and attacked his boss lmao
@@SpairM "Thank you for defeating our CEO, Mario..."
"But your princess is in another workplace!"
@@ScooterBond1970 *LOUD WHEEEEZING*
Anybody else remember the stories from Entitled Parents about people bringing a parent with them to a job interview and suddenly feel really, really bad for having laughed at them in the past after hearing this job interview story?
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There's a difference with them going with you to the interview and going into the interview with you.
If you find it can you link it?
@@olehart5850 Yeah, I think it was a zoom call.
Itâs a different thing having someone accompany you to an interview compared to having your mother force herself Into your interview and answering the questions for you
one of the things i learnt in my life is, if the clouds have a color different than expected, admire them briefly, then look for shelter.
Green means tornado yellow means hurricane
Good to know, as someone who only ever sees gray for heavy rain or nighttime town lights reflecting off heavy snow clouds that makes them look orange
The skys in my area are rainbow in the morning. One morning, there was solid strips of color.
@@felinefriends3458 Purple is supposedly bad as well.
@@felinefriends3458 high yellow cloud before sunset are quite common as well. And they usually happen on fair and pleasant days
I loved that âway to have low standards sweetheartâ line
it's true tho! But still so many people are below it
If my daughter said that to me (especially after being at one of her friend's houses), I'd ask some questions. That's one of those kids tell us without telling us sentences.
No offense opâs dad is about half as in the wrong as the friendâs dad. Since he did nothing after wards like saying be wary or not to go there alone.
The travel advice about pretty local girls hitting on you reminds me of a scene from Jack Reacher. He's at a diner, pretty girl asks to join him. Not more than a minute later, she's asking if they can go somewhere private. The following exchange is gold:
"I can't afford you."
"I'm not a hooker."
"Then I *really* can't afford you."
i don't get it
@@internetduck1520 me ethier
@@internetduck1520 It was a setup. A crew of punks had been hired to put a beating on Jack, and the girl was the lure. He saw it coming, and also said "The cheapest woman at the place, is usually the one you pay for." Basically if it looks too good to be true, it probably is.
@@DrownedInExile ah I see, thanks
Reminds me of girls in military "ville's" in Asia. Outside US military bases, you'll find a "ville" filled with pawn shops, bars, convenience stores... all manner of places strategically located to take advantage of young soldiers and their paychecks. Part of this setup is pretty girls (usually brought over from the Philippines under less-than-honest conditions) flirting with the troops for less-than-honest reasons. Every once in a great while one of these girls actually settles down into a happy marriage, but usually it doesn't end well.
That dude's dad who shot the bull kinda deserves the bull getting him. I'm annoyed he got away with it.
Never hit any male in the balls it will result in a bad time.
Na bro its a great thing to teach your kid animal abuse at an early age!
people who hurt animals for fun deserve to get what's coming to them
@@internetduck1520 True but i feel like he might have ended up dead had he not escaped, which seems a bit extreme. Maybe like have his balls shot with the bb gun too or something
@@liitutereuiui4687 I'll have to agree to disagree because I believe animal abuse is the worst thing possible and therefore deserves the worst punishment
daily reminder that you should not piss of a bull. that thing is 100% muscle and can deal quite a lot of damage to a human
Red sky at night,
Sailor's delight.
Red sky at morning,
Sailor take warning.
Green sky at day,
Tornado incoming.
Thank you
@@Lamprocapnos_spectabilis I made up the last part. Its usually more like "outta my way I'm taking shelter!"
@Chris George lmao
the sky ainât bright
Leave at first sight
Red sky at night
Shepherds delight,
Red sky at morning
Shepherds warning,
Green sky at day
Run the hell away
Mind if I drop my own story here?
When I was 9 and my brother was 6, we were at a beach near our apartment. Every thing was normal, the flag was green, there were a lot of people just enjoying the sun. After about an hour of us being there, we were sitting on the sand after playing in the ocean. Suddenly my mom, after looking out into the sea, tells us as calm as possible, "put our things in the bag, we need to leave" my mom is a Coast Guard, so whenever she said something about the water, we listened. We did as she said, and we climbed up the stairs (the beach was really small and a lot lower than the regular ground, almost like a pit). Once we were there, I finally thought to ask what was wrong, and my mom told us that there was a massive wave about 5 waves out and that it would, one that would cover the entire beach. We found a bench and watched. Sure enough, about 5 minutes later, a huge wave crashed onto the shore, stretching over all visible sand, getting everyone and everything on the beach wet. It wasn't like a tsunami or anything, but the tide had a decent pull and could scoop up a child if they weren't careful. We watched in combined horror and awe at how unpredictable the sea is. After it retreated into the water, we were able to see that no one got hurt, just very wet, so we thought that it'd be a good time to go home to tell our Abuela what happened. Years later, I use this to remind myself, "never turn your back to the ocean"
These are all stories that shows that you should never, _ever_ ignore your creep alarm. If you have even the slightest feeling that something isn't right, then you likely aren't wrong and should act decisively on those gut feelings.
This is why I carry a knife on me at all possible times.
@@tomdean1876 my brothers all have pocket knives but parents wont let me carry one because 'im a girl'. Like thats exactly why I want one! xD
@@EliIsDumb That is such shit. In my opinion, they should practically FORCE you to carry a pocket knife (because of bad people out there that could do bad thing especially to women.)
@@tomdean1876 Better than a pocket knife is to learn some defensive skills!
Know where to hit a person to hurt or even to kill in an emergency situation!
Yeah dude, that's literally one of the human senses. We actually have close to 20 senses (equilibrium, hunger, etc.) but only 5 tactile senses. The unnerved feeling is a survival instinct, so do not ignore your creep alarm.
Iâm sorry but can we just appreciate this man he uploads everyday and does even more on his patreon
yes
Makes getting ready for school/work a lot better
Heâs my morning coffee buddy, along with my dog! Iâm going to sign up for his patreon because heâs THAT good!
He always helps me with my homework đâ€ïž He is very much appreciated, and I wanna sign up for his patreon as soon as my parents let me
he hasnât uploaded on his Patreon in almost a month
When I was a kid I was staying after school one day and a teacher came in and said everyone had to leave immediately but wouldn't say why. I left and started to walk home because I lived close. When I looked up at the sky, half the sky was black and pink with mammatus clouds and the other half was green with a SPIRALING cloud. I RAN home as fast as I could. After a couple hours I turned on the news and sure enough a tornado did in fact touch down. The scariest this is that I live in NEW HAMPSHIRE, we do not get tornados here. The only reason I knew what the warning signs were was because I watched Storm Chasers with my dad.
Irresponsible. What if kids decided to go hang out instead of going home?
Schools are usually "safe" zones for all kinds of emergencies. Very strange.
That said, while I've only lived in a tornado-prone area once (briefly, had no idea what the tornado alarms were when they went off!), shortly after hubs & I moved to this general area (but a more remote, less populated portion), the Dareche ... Dereche? I cant spell it, but it slammed into us. I was gardening, looked up cus my teen said, "is it time for dinner yet?" I said, sure... I saw a line of black-green clouds and I immediately knew, THIS IS NO GOOD!
Our apartment was up a flight of steps, 2nd story. The house had 2 apartments, with a basement.
It took a minute to get inside, wrestling with the door. Then, struggling with windows, rounding up animals and shoving them in the safest area we could. There was no way we could have gotten them all down into the basement. I covered kennels with blankets I tucked in around them. My son was very upset by then. But I was in full panic mode, barking orders. The line of clouds moved SO FAST!
I grabbed a bag and shoved a bottle of water, cups, and some snacks into it. Then, we fought the door to open it, fought it to close it, raced down the stairs to round the building...
I paused while hubs fought the basement door, my son helping. Looked up.
The clouds were like a sickly yellow-green bruise... and starting to swirl. I watched, in shock, as it formed a small twister above and maybe 100 yards to one side... I could hear the fainted "train" sound, screamed for them to hurry and practically pushed the force of myself and my frar against my family... which got the door open. I shoved son to a corner behind the washer/dryer, and hubs and I fought the door, closed it, and latched it.
I could see through the glass door where the swirling was.... and watched the clouds suck that forming tornado right back up like a kid slurping spaghetti!
I hustled us to my son, who was crying in fear & shock, did what I could to soothe him, explained what was happening as best as I could, and that we, AND the animals, were as safe as we could make them and us.
We stayed there for over an hour, until hubs gets antsy and realized he left his emergency scanner (he was an EMT). He headed out. 15 minutes... no hubs.
It was still windy, torential rain. Opening the door was hard, but not as bad.
Problem was, as we discovered, the only door to our apartment was SEALED shut. We think a combo of dampness & air pressure.
This is where my son "rescued" us. He was a lithe kid, even at 15 years old, and we were able to pry open our dining room window, which opened onto our porch. We had a dresser in front inside to deter break-ins, but my kid managed to squeeze through. With him yanking on the inside, us pushing on outside... the door still didn't budge.
We had son run around and open as many windows as he could, and only after that would the door open.
Hubs was gone almost constantly for the next 48 hours helping others. Son and I discussed what we could have done better, and how to prepare in case something like that happens again. We discussed how we felt, etc. It really helped calm him, making a plan (and yes, we slowly built up our stash of stuff needed and an emergency bag to grab & run with) for the future. I repeatedly told him that without his help, things might have gone worse, and thanked him for not going into "stubborn" teen mode as I was snapping orders.
The animals? They were fine, had just been terrified. We doted on them, which helped us recover, too.
Honestly... I can still vividly see that mini tornado forming and hovering, as if watching to see what we'd do... and vanishing like the storm realized "this family is now unreachable, and this weapon (mini tornado) is not powerful enough... must rethink this."
Honestly... the storm felt.... ALIVE and SENTIENT in my fear.
Aftermath:
Not 10 miles away, a tornado did touch down, went a few miles, knocked down a hunting cabin (unoccupied, thankfully). In all, I think I remember there being a total of 3 different deaths in our county - two vehicular as branches and trees collided with cars, and 1 from the tornado knocking a tree down onto their house.
Yeah... that was an "oh crap, gotta get outta here & to safety" thing.
Btw... my hubs was from Alaska, had NEVER seen a sky like that, nor did he, at first, think it would be worse than a t-storm. He said later he was glad he quit arguing about my panic and just went with it. The damage he encountered the following days... =(
@@abigailphoenixthepaperaddi2501 This is genuine, absolute nightmare fuel. These are something I live in perpetual fear of and it cannot be understated how *unnervingly* fickle a twister can be. You're incredibly fortunate to survive and your overall county got off astoundingly lucky considering they can and will just wipe entire towns off the map.
A hurricane is a predictable, unstoppable force of destruction, a looming giant ever-encroaching; even an earthquake, while unpredictable in timing or strength, is at least consistent in its effects. But a tornado is a remorseless, malicious hand of death that does absolutely whatever it wants, it will appear where it likes, when it likes, spare and slay who it desires, and leave whenever it feels like it.
@@Starfloofle exactly. Besides Tsunamis, tornados are top of my "terror" list. As in... I have had nightmares about those of them since I was very little!
I honestly think the only reason my area didn't suffer MORE was because even the actual towns are relatively tiny and very spread out. That tornado missed an actual town by being too far west by 2 miles. Two. My jaw dropped.
Ironically, though... since that storm, I haven't had a nightmare with tornadoes chasing me. And, since I have purposefully lived in very inland places since I've had control over that... the tsunami nightmares are very VERY rare. (I grew up 10 miles from the Atlantic, on a spit of land that was maybe 15 feet above sea level at the highest point).
I've often wondered if it was my primordial brain preparing me for possibilities?
I dunno.
I've lived in an area prone to quakes, and, while scary... didn't fill me with that same sense of dread. It was a split second of, "is that a?" Followed by diving into the safest spot I could find, waiting... and then crawling out. I owned a VERY sturdy solid wood desk when I lived there that had plenty of room under it for me to curl up in. The swaying type made me vaguely seasick, and the choppy/shaking ones made me feel like I imagine food feels in a blender. Lol. But... even with that, still no nightmares of those. Nor of volcanoes. Nor hurricanes (and most of my life, I've lived in an area that's gonna get hit one way or another with one - thankfully, it's usually just an edge, but one went right over us) Now, where I am, its more likely we'll get the powerful remains of these terribly destructive hurricanes, or just a bit of the flung-off bands of storms. (And, in all honesty, I think they've gotten stronger/more frequent over the years).
I just realized...
I'm so thankful I haven't had a nightmare of a tornado following medown a dark highway for a long time! And that my area isn't prone to constant things like earthquakes, etc.
@@abigailphoenixthepaperaddi2501 Well, that's good! I think if anything it'd make my phobia go from terrified out of my wits to "I AM LEAVING THIS LOCATION IMMEDIATELY AND FOREVER."
Hey side tip regarding the last story; Don't go camping alone. Even if people know where you're going and where you are, if you get injured, lost, or any other emergency, it's going to be really hard to get any assistance. Usually a small group of people is great.
At least three.
â@desperate need of scotch this mentality is why missing 411 cases are so many.
The dad who went, "way to have low standards there sweetheart" deserves some sort of award! can you imagine like that response was perfect and hilarious
No. Definitely not. He should have said not to go there anymore at least not go alone or stay with the friend while your there.
My mother and I had a similar experience when I was a kid. We have a local festival here in the fall time, and she decided to take me by herself one year since I really wanted to go. I went to get in line for the Bumper Cars ride, and while I waited, she saw a man by the exit who seemed to be watching the kids as they left the ride. My mom told me quietly to be careful because of that man, and when i asked why, she told me that the man had been waiting by the exit of the ride after multiple different groups of people had gone onto the ride and then left. I was confused, but just agreed with her. When I got out of the ride, the man was gone, and my mom quickly grabbed me and took me to a different part of the festival
Later that night, we were watching the news and got the report that the man had been arrested outside of the festival after an off-duty cop had heard a woman in line mention how the man was strangely loitering and watching riders get off the ride. Turns out, that was my mom who they were talking about, and that this guy they arrested was actually a registered sex offender
Shouldnât places where kids are like amusement parks. Have the list or photos of the local offenders and not let them in.
@@ked49 This is a festival meant for the community as a whole, not just kids, so they can't really keep track of everyone. Of course, this festival has also gone downhill in terms of quality over the years because of the fact that they will publicly sell alcohol and that they've had a methodone clinic in the town where it's held, so there's a lot of drug addicts and alcoholics there
12:40 I'm pretty sure the tyre was thrown onto the back seat by one of the first responders who had to clean up the mess. So, they probably would have waited for any person in the back seat to get out before crushing them with it. ;)
@@deannaabeyta1855 Exactly. You never know. ^^
It's a shame how many of these stories are from women in fear of being sexually exploited.
Agreed
stories like these happen to me and my friends literally once a week. i am confronted with literal pedophiles and people trying to kidnap me all time. but somehow men say "their friends arent the bad guys". every woman i know has been sexually traumatized and somehow no men are responsible.
For real;so much for strong independent women and equality n all that
Yeah exactly my thought. All the stories of women are being scared of getting abducted/raped/murdered by men, and the guys stories are ... different
@@elioto487 maybe instead of making CZcams posts you should be calling the police. If you see pedophiles and rapists in the act, and you have evidence you Gota do your part in getting them arrested. Unless youâre just exaggerating your fears
Love the line "is probably just stare at the sky like a yolkle and then die"
I stopped dead in my tracks to laugh at that line too. Made my day â€
*yokel. A hick, a rustic, a bumpkin.
Yeah thanks I tried to spell it like 7 times and just gave up
I have far too many of these because of random men. On the bus with one pestering you for my number and touching me, following me on the street and trying to catch up with me.
The two that made me visably shake with fear still haunt me.
One guy started to follow me home, I just got off the bus and he'd said something to me. This was in the middle of the day with plenty of people around so I ignored him and kept walking. I realised that I had to turn the corner and it was going to be just me and him. I decided to cross the street and turn down the alley early.
Now this meant that when he followed me around the corner he was face to face with a police station.
Something in his face made the two policemen standing outside move towards him, and he started to run away.
They made sure I was OK, and I walked the rest of the way home.
The second was at about 3am, and I had to call a taxi to get home from the hospital. My mum was in intensive care. I was tired and so drained that I didn't realise what was happening at first.
The driver started to ask me for s*x. Over and over again. He laughed when I said no, and continued to give me reasons why we should.
I couldn't get out the car because I lived in a rural area and it was in the middle of now where. I mean fields with cows. He pulls onto a street close to mine and I say oh were here and get out. I ran to a neighbours house , because he was slowly following me, her husband was still awake and I flung myself into his arms and cried.
I called the police and they told me there was nothing they could do because it isn't against the law to ask for sex...even if its considered his workplace.
@Sharee Mitchell not uncommon for UK police. I once had to wrap my brothers car up like csi after he was assaulted because they wouldn't come out till the following day to get fingerprints. Me taping black bags to a car at 3am because it was going to rain.
I too am a survival expert.
I don't go into the woods.
If you never go into the woods, nothing bad can happen to you in the woods.
*taps temple*
Wiser words were never spoken.
Truer words were never spoken
Smarter words were never spoken
I am the exact same way XD
^
a more rude person has never lived
I mean breaking the chain like come on
$100 says the owner of those dogs would for sure say "my babies aren't vicious! They are sweet angels and just wanted to play."
I was supposed to meet a guy at a bar for a blind date. It was a totally blind date, and I had no idea what he looked like, but had told him that I would be wearing a denim coat because it was winter in Denver. This older guy sits down next to me, leans over, grins at me, and goes, "Hey there, Trouble." I got this sinking feeling in my gut and noped the fuck out of there as soon as he turned toward the bartender. When I got to the parking lot, I took off my coat and wrapped it around my arm while I walked quickly to the McDonald's across the parking lot. The dude blew up my email shortly after, calling me a ton of names, wishing horrible things on me, etc. Glad I got out of there when I did.
It really sucks hearing about stories of young teen girls getting hit on or assaulted just visiting a friends home. When I was young, my parents didn't let me stay over at a friend's house if there was an older male there. As a kid, my best friend was the neighbor literally just down the street. Her family was a nice white Christian family and STILL my parents wouldn't let me stay over because 1) There was a father, 2) there was an older brother 3) It's the south, they might have a gun. When I became a teenager, in order to stay over at a friend's house, I lied to my parents and said my friend's parents were divorced, and she lived with her mom (which was true, but her mom also had a boyfriend/new husband for a few years).
I mean they just wanted to protect you.
When people start acting creepy around you, donât run. Instead, do something even creepier to assert dominance.
I like this idea. Better than living in fear
I like it!
Yeah, i know that. My plan if i ever got people acting strange around me is act crazy and sprint at them screaming
Dominance will get a woman hurt or killed. Try acting weird, crazy, or pee. Sometimes abusers want a fight, that way they can justify hurting her, she asked for it. But if you start yelling, I AM THANOS, bow to me! Or some other crazy sh*t and pee on yourself, the dude will hopefully not stick around for act II.
@@arandomraccoon8565 no no just carry a fork and pull it out then say thank you god for this meal, works every time
About the picture of the wrecked car. I think it was more likely the tire was placed into the back seat well after the crash. The chances of the tire getting torn off the car and thrown into the car itself would be very very slim.
The tow driver put it in there 100%
Yes living in the midwest the sky does turn green usually about the time things start getting very quiet. Tornados are dangerous but they produce some of most beautiful storms usually if you are a safe distance away you can stay outside and watch as long as you have good cover.
Welcome to tornado alley, where the severe weather is more of a show than a terror. Lol my coworkers from other states are terrified at anything related to severe weather, and nobody local could give a half of a crap about it. Its an interesting juxtaposition.
In college, i lived with two out of state women, OR and HI. There was a 7.1 earthquake and I was thinking, oh crap here we go again, and I dealt with it. They needed meds to go to sleep and slept outside for the next 5 days. My other CA housemate and I just used the time to bbq and drink all our booze.
Note to all woman; anytime you are alone with a stranger and he is super insistent on showing you his stereo system in his car, be on high alert and never enter that car. Donât show him that you are afraid and donât call him out on being creepy, just make up some excuse and get the hell out. If he doesnât think you know what he is up to, he wonât feel like you are a threat and be less likely to try to trap you, because at this point you can identify him. Anytime you get the idea at the back of your brain, ânobody knows where I am;â you are in trouble and need to think clearly on the steps of how to survive the current situation. You have literally hit fight or flight mode.
PPV LADIES. Tell them your gonna piss/shit yourself or vomit everywhere and you gotta gtfo!
Little girls hero is OP, OPs hero is taxi guy, Taxi guys hero? That short stick of course.
The tire was in the back because it got ripped off and the tow truck crew just threw it in the back to take to the junk yard.
The top looks like it was cut and then pulled back with the jaws of life, too.
Dad and Mom got hit while in his Toyota 4X4 truck. The small car hit the left back wheel, knocking it off the truck, they skidded into the ditch without rolling. The car rolled, but the four drunks inside weren't hurt. FHP trooper arrived, and took care of the situation. After the car was hauled off, the Trooper helped Dad put the wheel back on, so I guess the studs weren't totally stripped. Dad drove it home, carefully.
Thank you. I was shaking my head when rslash said the tire went into the car. Its clearly been towed and in a junkyard. And looks like jaws of life to get the top open.
I use to work at a body shop, one day we had a Chevy Yukon towed in. This Yukon was on the news the kid driving thought he could beat a train, nope 3 out 4 of his friends died on impact. The driver, the front passenger and the passenger in the rear of the driver died the one behind the front passenger lived. No idea how the dude survived he was in critical condition. The yukon, the b pillar was touching the other b pillar on the driver side ( those that read this that don't know on a 4 door there's usually 3 pillars a,b, and c, a is front one that holds the windshield, b is the middle and c is the back that holds the rear windshield). The Yukon was in the shape of a c or u, the drivers door and seat were gone, the driver rear passenger seat was folded over. Tbh the years that I worked there that wasn't even the worst I've seen.
Good point. Hadn't even thought about how much the damage was from the jaws of life.
9:28 Me being proud of myself because even though I live in an area where it's impossible to get tornados, I know that the sky turning green means there could be a severe tornado because I'm a bookworm :)
The sky turning green doesnât always mean a tornado will come. The green color signifies that the storm is severe though
@@Cash-jw7ix Yes that's what I was trying to say, but my sentence was probably too vague so I'll fix that
@@tiana_andherbooks tornados aren't supposed to hit where I live yet one touched down in the 90s never think that where you live will never have weird weather the planet will prove you wrong
@@velvetdarksoul8741 đ true. It's not supposed to snow where I live but it did once in 76 or 77.
@@tiana_andherbooks it's not supposed to snow where I am either but it did in January. This decade is going to be fun. *sarcasm*
When I was about ten, my parents started shouting at my sister and I to get into the basement. I thought we were in deep doodoo. Turns out, I came down and saw my parents looking through the small basement window, and I looked as well. Sky was super green, and as it turned out a tornado touched down that night. One of the only times that a tornado hit my state as I live in the northeast. My dad knows a bunch about meteorology and while the tornado hadn't gone too close to our house, I'm glad we weren't all just in the living room or something and with my luck, torn the place apart.
I got asked for help by a friend. His car had just came out of repairs, but when he entered the highway and turned on his front lights, the motor shut itself down. It wouldn's start, so he had to push it to a side of the road. He called me asking if I could use my dad's truck to haul the car using a special rope, but it wasn't immediately, he would check for other options first, it was just to know if I would be available. My dad said yes to the truck thingy, so I told him I could.
Fast forward later that night. His dad lent him his truck, so he went to pick me up, we went to where his car was, and he was gonna haul while I was gonna control his car (turning and all that). We start moving (we were like 100 meters from the highway exit, moving at about 10kmph if not less) and he brakes, so I brake too. Except, the car doesn't brake. Instead, the brake pedal goes all the way to the bottom, and stays there. This guy starts to accelerate again, so I try to signal him to stop, but I can't: The car wouldn't start or even recognize "contact" on the keys, so I couldn't lower the windows (electric) or sound the horn (electric too).
I got a sudden sense of doom, which wasn't totally justified since we were far from the highway entrance and going slow. But still. So I use the parking brakes and start calling him on the phone. Meanwhile, this guy is starting to accelerate more since the car is now putting resistance. He answers and I yell at thim to stop the car.
He gets down and yells "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO, MAN!?"
To this day, we don't know how, but one wheel was completelly off the car, turned 90 degrees (like the car was gonna go sideways) and stuck into the car's body. Brakes were unresponsive and still stuck to the bottom. Absolutely no electrical system. We ended up calling a tow truck.
Turns out the mechanics did a crappy job at best. They left a wire hanging, and when this guy turned on the lights, it short-circuited the whole thing. They also didn't secure a screw, and it broke when I used the parking brake, which got loose with the brake's force and fell down, causing the wheel to get loose from the car.
If his electrical system would't have shut down, or if he didn't brake that one time at the start of the hauling, most likely one of us would be dead, of not seriously damaged.
"How reckless and irresponsible do you have to be to send a lone girl to a sex offenders house... our next rely was from DEEZ NUTZ"
The âway to have low standardsâ dad sounds like something my dad wouldâve said đ€Ł god I miss that man, he was hilarious.
You miss him? What happemded?
@@DJays4 he probably died? People do that sometimes, unfortunatly.
@@larae.5553 Maybe he doesn't live with him anymore. You don't know
@@larae.5553 Damn, they do?
@@larae.5553 he could just be gone to grab some milk
I think the two dogs story is a case where Karen is intentionally ignoring her dogs and letting them do whatever they want.
It was probably a country with wild dog packs as she called them street dogs.
Her perfect angel puppies would NEVER bite someone.
At least a poorly treated cat won't murder little girls who go near your house.
Don't ever get into a strangers car, especially if you are a girl.
Never.
Bad vibes are bad vibes, listen to your gut.
If you feel sus about certain things happening even though you are not sure, just grab your phone and record your voice.
okay blaire witch
This is actually a really cool tip. I'm definitely gonna have to use this should the time come!
why the voice?
Why
Say why
STORY TIME: I (back then 22F) was going on this 1st date with a normal looking dude (back then about 30M) and the date was going fairly well. It was nothing fancy, but I like simple. When we were walking back home through town, we stopped outside this bar and he said to me "Hold on just here, I just have to speak to my mate over there". I though nothing of it and just stood there, cool as a cucumber. It was about 8.30pm in September and was getting a bit dark, however as I was looking at them, I saw my date get up real close to his "mate" and hand him what looked like a see through packet of white powder. Alarm bells went through my head... like wtf do I do? So out of instinct I was noping the f out of there - so I didn't look weird, I just turned and walk. He caught up to me and we were approaching a dark alley - chills went down my spine as he he ran up to me and went "Hey.... soooo you saw that..." and I was like "Erm, yeah, sorry not my kind of thing, so I am just going to go home now". He then asked me is he could walk me back all the way to my house.... errrr NOPE so I said in my upmost polite tone "I am really sorry, but I do not think that this will be going anywhere, so if you could go back to town, that would be great" ... to my surprise, he apologised for what I had to see and went back! I made it safe home, adrenaline still pumping through me ...
0:42 this is more caused by a spark in an oil refinery or a gas station
Gas station doesn't have 'pits'
@@LeighPhillips78 when I said "pits" I ment trenches for rain runoffs or sewage
My "Oh no I've gotta get out of here right now" story:
I was shopping at a grocery store with my dad and two younger brothers. As we were passing the magazine section, I told him I was going to go have a look at them and he said okay. I was looking through the different magazines (mostly just looking at the covers, not interested in buying) and someone came up to me and started talking about the different magazines. I don't remember exactly what our discussion was about, but he started making a joke, I laughed, then he reached over and tickled my stomach. I'm very sensitive to touch, so I leaned forward and started laughing while also trying to move his hand away. Red flags immediately shot up in my head and I knew I needed to get away from him. So I politely told him I had to get going and went back to my dad.
Later while in the frozen food section with my dad, I saw the guy walk by the aisle. He was speed walking and he made direct eye contact with me, but of course since I was with my dad, he just kept going.
It wasn't until after we were out of the store and in the car that I confessed what happened to me. I didn't want to make a scene in the store, so I didn't say anything at the time. My dad took me back to the store immediately, had me report it to their security team, and they insisted that if anything like this happens again, I report it right away.
The guy had since left the store, but I hope they had enough video footage of the guy in their store to make either a police report or catch him when he returned. I regret I didn't say anything at the time.
I listen to him everyday before work. I work at a psychiatric hospital and these stories put me in the right frame of mind
In the town I grew up in, if the sky turned tornado green the sidewalk would reflect back pink.
I'm confused why would I TV reflect pinkness it some kind of special coating or something?
In the movie Twister, the storm team all got really, really excited at, âWe got greenedge!!â It was a tornado confirmation sign.
1st one sounds like a VR mario game gone terribly....terribly wrong lol
The first story sounds like an employee working at a shady garage that doesnât follow safety protocol.
The die in the matrix die in the real world type evil game
9:54 from my understanding heavy rain or a severe storm usually happens if clouds has a vary dark shade of green, I've only seen these clouds once last year, before it started raining, it was raining so hard it sounded like rocks was hitting my roof, and the streets were slightly flooded
There was a time the sky turned green as I was going home from a trip. That being said, no tornadoes hit that day, but my child brain was terrified
Ah yes my daily rSlash
Yes
I've got a story for this one: I was working as a subcontractor on a plant under construction in northern Manitoba. I was working for a co. I had worked for previously and I thought I knew their structure.
1st WARNING: I go in for an interview, skulls everywhere, coffee table, reception desk, main board room, everywhere.
2nd WARNING: During the first briefing we were told the co. has our back, whatever we need: a lawyer, bail etc ?!?
3rd WARNING: I find out, on the 12 hour drive to site - the co. has a hot tub deck/bar incorporated into the office bldg., that there are "swingers" parties held at work in the hot tub, most of the staff are drunk on fridays by no later than 11:00 am, The co. has defaulted on remote accommodations to the point of having camp trailers repossessed, during a job and the co. is well known, BY NAME, to the RCMP. I also find out a project leader on another site was arrested for making moonshine to sell to the locals.
4th WARNING (as if I needed one): I get blamed for everything the lazy lead supervisor does wrong.
AND FINALLY: On the drive back home from the first 10 day relay, the project lead starts talking about how he's connected with a biker gang and that we could start making some serious money running "stuff" back & forth, if anyone was interested.
.............................. I got the hell out of there, quit the next day ! ...............................
I remember one day, the sky turned green, but strangely the sky kept changing color where it looks a blue filter outside, and the an old timey gray color. It was very very strange. But there was still sirens going off, and when the storm came. Hail. Strong as winds, but no Tornado touch near us. Still that was a very weird day
Green sky is pretty rare and it usually means that a storm is quite severe but it doesnât mean a tornado will come
I had a green sky when I lived in some apartments. A tree that was right next to the house was uprooted. My grandmother, who lived a block away, decided she wanted to WALK to my house when the tornado sirens where going. She got to my house safely but we later found out that around the time she walked over, the tornado touched down at a nearby lake and was coming towards us.
Sounds like a rainbow
Pink or green sky is pretty normal for tornado season. We just had a tornado and this time it went from orangey filter to green filter outside, had a tornado touch down about 25 minutes southeast of us.
3 views, 52 likes, and 25 comments, sounds just about right for CZcams.
3 views. 139 likes, 36 comments, sounds just about right for CZcams.
WAIT 1 DISLIKE ON AN RSLASH VIDEO
This joke is old and isnt funny anymore
@@arctifice6709 i could but they r the first comment so ye
A View is only added when the user has watched a certain percentage of the video, changing based on the overall video length.
Comments and Likes are counted on submit/click.
And nearly every video is bombed with "FIRST" comments, before enought time has passed for even one person to watch the video completly.
Thus it's just normal for a video to start out with more likes and comments than views.
CZcams has not made any mistake. It's people that believe clicking on a video is a "View", who are not thinking straight...
Can confirm about the sky turning green. We had a small twister near us and people were confused about the sky color. Then the wind picked up.
As a kid I lived in an area where tornadoes were a normal part of spring weather. Small tornadoes went through my neighborhood twice when I was a kid. One went through my backyard.
Then I moved to an area where tornadoes technically *can* happen, but theyâre really rare. Rare enough that the city doesnât even have sirens.
Iâve been here 15 years and a couple times the sky has turned that green color. It always makes me feel like my stomach dropped 3 feet and like my blood is running cold. It makes me want to go find shelter NOW.
Yet each time itâs happened, everyone around me goes outside and stares up at the sky completely fascinated and bewildered. Iâm trying to point out that the birds have gone silent, and everything is still and thatâs a sure sign that we need to get to a sturdy building away from windows. Instead, theyâre walking out in to open areas away from buildings so they can see the sky better.
Funnily enough, each time it hasnât led to an actual tornado (occasionally a funnel cloud, but not a touchdown), but just the memory of those green skies still makes a bit queasy.
I live in Virginia and Iâm glad that I have another warning sign for tornados, especially if Iâm home alone and the TV is off.
I hear so many stories about illegal/concerning things and almost never the conclusion of 'So I called the police'.
The taxi story reminds me of when I was in middle school and walking home. As I was carrying a rather large instrument (band kid) and had to cross this parking lot. A group of maybe 6-8 boys approached me and their leader came within a few few and told me they were going to jump me. I started to panic as fear set in and I knew I wouldnt be able to outrun them, would have to ditch the instrument, etc. A car approached and the drive rolled down their window. Did not know her, but I recognized the girl in the front passenger seat as a classmate (still dont know who, I literally only just recognized that she was in my grade at school). The mom asked if I was okay and wanted a ride home. I nodded, still unable to speak. The backdoor unlocked and I threw my stuff in the car and it moved forward. Never saw those guys again.
We had a bonfire party in one of our friend's fields. It was nice, tailgates, kegs, a few people brought their grills so we could have burgers and such; it was a good night. Around two hours or so after we started a random man nobody knew showed up, he wasn't local, the name he gave us had no facebook or anything. He kept trying to get people to follow him, nobody was biting because he was obviously a weirdo. A couple guys, including my older brother, finally followed him. My brother comes back and tells me to get my friends in the truck, we were leaving. He'd showed them a kit with scalpels, needles, dental drill bits and told them "I wanted to show one of the girls". Nope nope nope, gone, we are 1110% GONE. Called the police but I don't think anything ever came of it..
When I was in high school, there was a park across the street with a playground. My friends and I went there to have lunch. We were sitting on the swings chatting, eating, smoking, etc. When I see a dog running straight for the playground. Barking and slobbering PIT BULL!!! I said we need to climb up on something the dog can't climb. So we did, and the dog ran to the swings and clamped down on one. For 5 minutes we sat watching this dog go crazy biting the swing. Eventually some guy comes along walks up behind the dog and grabs its hind legs and starts pulling. The dog had a death grip on the swing and it took the guy punching the dog in the back of the head 3 times before it let go. He then put a chain on it and dragged it away. We got down and went to office of the school to let them know what happened. The park we were in is next to a primary school! Never heard if anything happened but never saw the dog or the guy again.
That's hist straight out animal abuse
@@legendarykingkian Yeah, that is partly why we reported it.
You would not believe how fast a 230lb 6'2" sailor can move when a 7/8" wire rope begins humming like a piano string. For reference we regularly tested that rope to 30,000 lbs and it never made a sound.
Why did it make that sound??
@@mytsukey to much tension on the wire. made a very deep hum.
All these stories remind me of when I used to take the bus in college. I took two buses to get to and from college in my early years, and you meet a lot of strange and sometimes interesting people. One day, an older Hispanic man approached me, speaking to me in Rapid fire Spanish. This wasn't unusual, for some reason many people thought I was Mexican or middle eastern and would speak to me in their native languages. So he sits next to me and keeps talking, even after I told him I don't speak Spanish.
I do understand a bit of Spanish, and he kept calling me 'sweet little girl', or something like that, and kept getting in my space. Then he tried to hug me, and my first thought was to grab my phone. Thankfully, I knew what button to hit to make my phone buzz and pretended I got a text. Told him my friend needed me. Got up, called her, and asked her to stay on the phone with me till he left. He didn't leave until I met with a bus friend who was a special care worker. He traveled in a group, and they all knew me, and could tell I was spooked. He left after that.
My story is this:
I had an abusive stepdad. Abuse, sexual abuse, mental abuse, drugs, weapons, the whole ordeal.
When I was 13 I ran away to my grandmom and turned him in to the police, lived with my grandmom for 7 months for things to calm down and get sorted.
The story about the dogs reminds me of my previous house, the neighborhood sucked. I was taking my own dog and my brothers dog for a walk when these two huge german shephards came up to us. I didn't want to scare any of the dogs and start a fight so I stood still and let the animals all sniff each other. One of the dogs I had with me was a pitbul beagle mixed girl, the other was a chihuahua french bulldog mixed girl. Sweetie, (the pit-gle) was a fit medium sized dog, Cutie was such a small and thin thing (the French bulhuahua. We had just gotten her a few weeks prior and she was so thin and picky at the time.) Suddenly, the other dogs started growling at Cutie and I quickly picked her up, but Sweetie was tugging on her leash, even though these two huge dogs were surrounding me and made it impossible to move. I let go of Sweeties leash and she started walking towards our house, the German Shephards followed her and I started walking with them, just trying to get home. They were a little rough with Sweetie, but they didn't bite her scratch at her, mostly just kept stopping her and shoving her around, even though she was obviously scared. Anytime I tried to even just lower Cutie so my arms wouldn't hurt so much, the GS's would just run up nd try to attack her with her still in my arms. Luckily this wonderful man in a van showed up and took Cutie for me so I could walk Sweetie. I was scared to at first but I didn't really have much of a choice because my arms were tired as all hell from the long walk where I was holding something high and kept having to stop. This man wasn't able to scare off the dogs, but they did leave get a bit nicer after he showed up and just kind of walked with us. Once I got home, the owners of the dogs rounded them up and I was able to get inside after Cutie was handed to me. He was a savior! For a little while after that I thought that he may have started it to figure out where I lived, but he never came back or anything, so I'm fairly certain he was just a super nice guy, helping out poor little female-presenting child. My family still has both Sweetie and Cutie, though they're incredibly fat because neither of them are quite as picky as they used to be lol
Not often do I watch a RSlash this soon after uploading, 6mins is nice.
The story about the tornado reminds me of a trip to Florida my family took and as we were crossing one of those long narrow land bridges in the middle of the water. When we noticed that the skies were turning an oddly familiar green and about 2 or 3 miles from us out over the water a small tornado dropped down and was heading directly towards us. My dad sped up and tried to get the hell out of there as this waterspout is quickly getting closer and about 400 or so feet from our car it just died and threw water all over the place and large fish fell on the hood of the car. Yea, growing up in ohio should have been enough to know tornado signs.
"Stare at the sky like some yokel and then died;" your commentary is what makes you my favorite channel.
When I was in college one day a car started following me from college to my house, mid way some dudes that I always help out with meals or water when they needed, eventhough I was broke myself, they walked pass me and told me don't look back there is a white car following you, don't go to your house go to the police station beside the court house (just a few blocks away from my house), we will be watching just in case and told me they got my back. They where from the hood and God bless them cause it was late at night when it happened, I don't even know what would had happened if it wasn't for them. Hope they are doing better.
The only time I thought "I got to get out of here" was one time I went to a friends for new year's eve. She lived in an apartment building and 3 muteral friends of hers had just buzzing to get let in when I arrived. We all went up to what we thought was hers, went straight in without knocking, took our shoes off and walked round the corner to be greeted with 3 topless guys, one was drinking beer through a hose/funnel. We all have each other "what are you doing here?" looks before me and my friends quickly apologised and left. I wouldn't have minded so much had we not been completely sober
I'm somewhat disappointed in the guy on the highway story leaving the cop, in the absolute middle of nowhere alone and driving off. I couldn't have left him until I knew he was safe.
Yeah I thought about that too! I hope the officer wasnât hurt by that psychopath.
I had to post this second story...you tell me if it fits...true btw.
A friend and I were staying at a youth hostel in Surrey ( UK ). We decided that since it had been a nice day and the forecast was good for the night we'd go to a local pub for a bite to eat and a few pints of beer...as you do :-) We'd met a Canadian guy at the hostel...pure blood Lakota....and he LOOKED IT!
We had a great night out at the pub, playing pool, darts...and chatting up some of the local girls.
On the way back we ran into a 'situation'. There were street lights for the first 3/4 of a mile or so...then nothing, but no big deal...it was a warm night with a clear sky and a full moon...we could see well enough.
We got within a couple of hundred yards from our turn off when it happened, we're walking along chatting quietly when we heard it...'Snick. SNICK'...THAT sound that's made when a bolt action rifle is made ready to fire.
We paused and looked at each other...then before any of us could say anything...'BOOM'...a bullet richocheted of the road not far ahead of us.
We took of ! we're weaving back and forth as we ran, there was another shot just as we reached the turn off...'N' dived of to the right, 'M' dived between the bars of the horse paddock and got in between all the horses. I ran further in and did a sliding stop and ended up behind a bloody big Oaktree.
For a few minutes there was silence. Then quietly I called out. 'M'...you ok'?
'Yeah'. 'N'....you ok'?...there's silence. Then a bit louder 'N'!...you ok'? Then we heard a grumpy voice...'No'. Me : where the eff are you'?
'N'...'In the hawthorn bush'.
At that moment we hear dogs barking like crazy...then 'BOOM....BOOM'
That was the local game keeper ( ex S.A.S. lol ) who had just let a poacher have it with both barrels from a 12 gauge shotgun...with both barrels loaded with ROCKSALT !
Big inquiry, police were called etc etc...turned out that the poacher and shot the helmet of police officer's head a few weeks previously...he had thought he ( and we ) were a Deer! How could he mistake us or a guy on a bike as a deer? Well dear readers...the guy was so short sighted his glasses were like three milk bottle bottoms stacked on top of each other. Oh...what was he using? A Lee Enfield ( second world war issue ) rifle .303 calibre.
We dug 'N' out of the hawthorn bush and got him back to the youth hostel...where we had to pull out all the damn thorns he had stuck in him...not a pretty sight.
"I am a yocal and now I die." Sounds like a nice slogan, honestly.
I really want an episode of r/ihadastroke still hahađ€Łâ€ïž
Day 28 of telling him he's making everyone day better
35th like :p
shhhh
He always has been
I'm sure you said day 2 a couple days ago
#SimpLife
Green skies don't always mean a tornado will hit, but they are an indicator of the type of storm most likely to spawn one. They're a warning for hail too, which can be just as deadly.
On The Story about the green sky, I grew up in Cali but I still knew the green thing because my dad was a meteorologist in the Air Force
I did not know rslash was from Virginia.... I LOVE HIM EVEN MORE NOW
day 1 of thanking r slash for helping through my self harm urges
As a teen I was in the foster care system, I didn't trust them one bit and spent 8 years on and off riding with truckers. Now that I'm much older I realize how lucky I am to be alive. I've dodged a lot of figurative bullets in my life.
That survivalist stoy actally reminds me of the time my Dad tried to scare me. He found a couple of deer skulls and put them on some sticks and told me the indigenous ppl around there did it. I knew he did it and wasn't scared.
Mine is when I tell my parents a joke and they made a 5 hour long lecture
Oof
Good morning, everybody! Have a great day!
I was on my way between 2 pubs where I live. It was about midnight on a Friday. The fastest way to go was down a quiet street called church street because that wa the only way out. I was about half way down when I heard footsteps behind me. I changed speed and so did they so I thought I was imaging things. I realised I wasn't when I slowed done and the got faster. I ran the rest of the way and into the church yard. I thought he was going to catch me but instead I ran straight into a police officer. The footsteps stopped and ran back the way they came. I've never been so happy to see a police officer in all my life.
My 'I need to get out of here NOW' story happened about this time eight years ago. My brother had worked over the summer as a counselor at a summer camp with a friend of ours, and said friend had left some items at the camp when he left. My brother was going back to college and didn't have time to go to the friends house to return them, so he asked if I could do it. I took the items (I remember a bright orange cap for sure, and I think there was something else) and went to the house. My friend was home alone and it took him a bit to get to the door when I knocked. He seemed a bit out of it, and at first I'd just woken him up from a nap or something. I gave him the items and he just kind of stared at them for a moment before putting them aside. He was also going back to college later that week or sometime the next week, so since this was the last chance I was going to have to see him before he left, I tried to catch up a bit, asking him about his classe, if he was ready to go back to school, etc.. He kept giving me short, one- or two-word answers (which was very unusual as he was normally a very talkative guy) and just kept staring at me the whole time. It wasn't long before I had a voice in my head telling me that something was off and that I needed to leave. I ignored it at first, since this guy was one of my best friends and I still thought I'd just caught him at a bad moment. After a few more minutes, though, the voice was screaming at me to get the hell out of there and my friend was still staring at me and I really couldn't shake the feeling that if I stayed there he was going to do something to me. I managed to keep my cool and said something about needing to be somewhere before making my way back to my car in as calm a manner as I could. He let me go, but he stared at me the whole time and the feeling didn't disappear until I was at the bottom of his driveway and out of sight of the house.
I didn't tell anyone at the time, nor did I say anything when my friend dropped out of school and moved back home a few weeks later. After a while, I'd honestly forgotten about it until a couple of months later -- when my friend attacked his father with a knife and then shot himself. His father survived. He did not. My friend, it turned out, was bipolar and had stopped taking his medication for it toward the end of the summer, a couple of weeks before I'd gone to see him. The scariest part, looking back, was that he never did or said anything that was overtly threatening, so whatever it was about him that set off my survival instincts was subtle...but I think it was something about the way he was staring at me.
I heard a loud sound and everyone started screaming and just thought i will get the out of here and home fast
I enjoyed the summer holidays
âNot all menâ
These Reddit stories:
TBH, if you've grown up in the Midwest, you almost don't even need visual cues to know a tornado is coming. It's almost a feeling in your bones.
The dog attack story really touched me. Doing the right thing isn't always easy but both OP and the taxi driver did it and survived to tell the story.
Now this is where the fun begins
Master, there are to many of the, what are we going to do?
Seriously, for the first commentor, how did that even happen????
Probably works at a diesel refinery thats on land. If you're in the Midwest of the US there are plenty of pits, and ditches that you can go into that can protect you. Plus some have pits in the area as a safety precaution on the knowledge of, "it won't keep you from being burned, but it sure as hell will lessen you're chance of death". Hell even at my job, which is a shipping company, there are plenty of areas near by where you can get under if an explosion happens.
This happened in the mid 60s when I was in 3rd grade. My father worked for the railroad. There was a derailment and the majority of workers were called in to get the train cars back on track. Well, one car held acid of some type and a worker was lifting the car with a crane. My father said he heard the worker yell "Run!" and he and another guy standing near him started running at top speed, jumped a farm fence, and dropped flat to the ground in the field full of corn. My father said he'd never ran that fast or jumped that high before or after that incident. He and the other guy only received very minor splatters, but many of the others weren't that fortunate. The crane operator and a couple others were hit full force with the acid and died from their injuries. Because of that incident and other less serious ones, train derailments are handled completely different nowadays, especially when dealing with hazardous materials.
"Where are you working where there are fireballs and pits" Oh I don't, maybe they are a firefighter.
Rslash bruh you make everyoneâs day better I like the r/entitled parents
do you pre-make videos in case of emergency?
Yes he makes videos ahead of time heâs talked about it before
Thankyou for making so many of our days better! đȘ you're a champ!
Rslash, I live in VA and was born&raised here. I was less than a mile from a tornado touching down in my home town of Big Stone Gap.
Tornado's do happen in Virginia. I live in a valley surrounded by mountains and it only made it worse. It bounced around our neighborhood bowl. Very scary
Rslash is dumb. The car is at the junkyard and not the scene of the snowy accident
Henlo Rslash
Henlo? You doggo?
That car was mangled! Eeks! Iâm so glad you quit your other job and do this! Youâre brilliant at this and have an incredible work ethic! You and my dog are my morning coffee buds! Sheâs gotten so used to it that sheâll look at me with a âhey, mum fire up that iPad alreadyâ look! It was hilarious the first weekend my husband noticed! He even tried calling her and she gave him a look then went back to listening with me! She loves puppy bloopers too!
Yup that sounds like Iowa. For how bad our winters get for some reason like half the people here have no clue how to drive in snow.
Maybe first?
Ooooh im early, hey can i get a pin?
no
Allegedly, there are an estimated 50 active serial killers in the United States, alone. They aren't publicized because it may impede or ruin an investigation if the killer is tipped of that someone is onto them, and, one would imagine, so as not to panic the populace. If you live in a major city in the United States, the is probably at least 1 serial murderer active in your area, and that doesn't include gang/mob/cartel related murders that are usually never even suspected.
This is one of the best Askreddit videos rSlash has done, enjoyed those stories so much. I like stories about creepy/unsettling situations that you know you have to flee from, I've got a few of my own but they seem tame after hearing some of these.
First two only needs two words, Oregon coast. You ever been to the Oregon coast, you might know what I mean. First one was when there was this couple flying a kite, I was a tiny child around maybe 8 or 9 years old, I was a very small kid. So I'm fascinated by it & I ask to watch them launch the kite & so on, the wind was strong & I was too small so they didn't let me hold it but it was cool seeing it but then I got bored & left. I see the kite following me, getting closer & closer to the ground so I got nervous & started walking faster, it was still following so I start running to get away from the kite but I tripped & fell, kite fell on top of me & I got tangled in the strings, everyone raced over to get it off of me & I wound up with rope burns on my neck.
Other time was many years later when I was a older teen, my friend & I were hanging out on the beach, having a grand time when the tide out of nowhere started coming in. I use to go to the Oregon coast all the time so I recognized this & started racing to get out of there. My friend grabbed her stuff & started following me, I saw other people still lounging on the beach & I was wondering why they weren't trying to get out. People closer to the water started rushing to pack their things & join us in the back then other people got the message & started rushing too & with the water finally reaching the back & with so many people trying to get out, it was congested trying to reach the exit. I ended up having to walk on a log to get out which is something I NEVER do, this was because there was nowhere else to step. We made it out alright but the tide was completely in & there was like no beach space left. I forget which beach it was, I don't think it was Seaside since that's the big tourist place, it was a smaller beach but it escapes my mind which, this was around 10 or 11 years ago. If you want to get an idea for how serious locals take the Oregon coast, watch some of the Oregon coast PSAs, you'll get the picture. I'm originally from Beaverton so I grew up about an hour in a half away from the coast.
The next two happened within summer of 2007, that was a busy time for me. This first one happened close to where I lived in Beaverton which is typically a safe city like I think other people around the Portland area have jokes about us but only one I can recall hearing is about how the police officers in Beaverton never have any work so they get bored or something, totally butchered that joke. Pretty much, stuff doesn't typically happen although there was a restaurant taking part in human trafficking apparently, my friend I was with during this time knew this too, she told me about it sometime after this situation happened although might of been great to know about it sooner, I wouldn't of been so open to sitting in an empty school parking lot on a quiet summer day with very little traffic around us otherwise but this is where we were. We had visited a nearby convenient store that is close to that restaurant I mentioned & were walking back home with our haul of candy. The faster way to get back is to cut through the parking lot of the nearby school & since this was summer, it was completely empty, dead. It was peaceful & quiet so we decided to sit down & munch on our candy as we laughed & had fun. A car pulls in & slowly goes through the parking lot & my friend joked on them planning to kidnap us to which in that situation wasn't funny, we were a couple of teenage girls alone with nobody else around, there were houses but we'd have to run across the street to get to them. This was in 2007, during this point in time, I never had my cellphone on me because I only used it for emergencies, I wasn't into texting & typically hung out with my friends in person, I didn't usually care to have my phone so no way to call for help. She thought the joke she made was funny but I knew this could be a bad situation. I told her that this could actually be serious & she tried to get me to relax & then dug in the kidnapping joke a little. The guys stopped at the spot where the parking lot bleeds out into the street but there were no cars going by for them to wait on so I tensed up. They get out of their car & terrified 15 year old me let out a MASSIVE scream that caused dogs in their yards to start barking. The two men leap back into their car & speed off right away, even pulling out into the street as another car was coming but they were so fast they didn't collide. My friend then joked on my scream being a superpower but I could tell she was shaken given I regularly joke when I'm scared too but somehow this time, I didn't snap into that mode & I am ever so thankful I had the mind to scream before they got too close. I swear it wasn't even a week later when I'm in the car with her & her mom & her mom points out the restaurant near the convenient store then tells the story of when she went to pick up takeout but saw something peculiar & ran off to tell her mom about it. I fail to describe it because I honestly forgot what she saw but it was told to me in detail, I just remember it freaking me out. That restaurant closed down soon after that.
Last one, this was August 2007, I'll never forget the day because this happened same day Phineas & Ferb first premiered with the episode Rollercoaster, I know this because I was stuck in a hotel room suffering through my younger sister watching High School Musical 2 & was too terrified to leave due to what happened earlier that day. Also, I was 15 & my sister was 12, the HSM series just barely missed me but for those who like it, I'm not trying to offend you, just it came in slightly too late & I never got into it because of that. I ended up loving Phineas & Ferb, it was what I needed after that stressful day. So what happened? I was on vacation to central Oregon for fossil digging, we were staying in Madras & traveled to Fossil because Oregon fails at naming cities. Seriously, fossil digging in Fossil Oregon, real original guys. The neighborhood the motel we stayed at was pretty bad like whoever ran the place were very rude. Toilet got clocked, my mom contacts the front desk, guy working it tells her to stop shoving pads down the toilet when it wasn't even the time of the month for any of the ladies staying there, it was poop that clogged those pathetic toilets. Yeah, wasn't a great place to be. Stupid me decides to walk to the nearby Shell station to buy some candy because for some reason at 15, I had a fixation towards getting candy at the nearby convenient store. Seriously, odd the two stories I have to tell involve that, anyway, there's some apartments across the street from where we were staying, right next to some small hardware store that had creepy guys running it but that's not important, they gave a weird smile when I asked to use their toilet when ours was clogged if you must know what level of creepy those guys were. Going on my walk, some guy from the apartment complex was getting his mail & he saw me, gave a smile, & asked where I was walking to. I told him, just going for a walk. He offered to give me a ride & those darn stranger danger videos I watched when I was in grade school during the 90's flashed into my mind, you know the ones I'm talking about. I told him no & continued on my way, he tried insisting but I kept shooting him down. He was following me so eventually I ran, called my mom because it seems like I learned my lesson from earlier in the summer & actually had my phone on me this time, that was a miracle. She picked me up & I explained what happened.
Thankfully as an adult, I hadn't had situations that bad, I've had a few things here & there but never anything as scary as those. Suppose you learn how to avoid situations like that as you have them but there are still times when I had close calls like when I road the MAX (it's like a train) back home & was with my friend who later became my roommate, some guy was watching me as he sorted his cigarettes a few rows down, if you've ever been on the MAX, it was one of the older cars with the stars going up, we were sitting in seats facing each other but on different ends of the car & it was later at night so nobody else was riding with us. He was licking his lips as he looked at me so I woke up my friend who nodded off & pointed him out to her, we jumped off that car at the next stop & got on the other car, I noticed creepy cigarette guy also got off & we left him behind because he didn't realize we were switching cars. That's an example on how I was able to avoid what could of been a nasty situation. You just learn as you go & hope that it isn't through the hard way. There's no avoiding things entirely but you can still make smart decisions. I do thank those cheesy stranger danger videos we were forced to watch in school, they helped me out a lot.
Oh, I was open about where I use to live because I don't live there anymore. I realize I made it easy to pinpoint my old location but I moved out of state & I'm not disclosing where. Go ahead & use the info to find out the general area I was in, I'm not there anymore & neither is my friend from the school parking lot story plus a cop lives in my old neighborhood so good luck dealing with him.