Thought you may like to see what I bought with the money you gave me for Mother’s Day. I know it’s not an elegant item, but practical. I’m tired of worrying about Leeches when I go into the jungle, and thought if I got lost, I could be easily found!
April and I were at this bar, just having a few and she went to the bathroom and came back with a slightly strange look on her face, but nothing was said.
Then I went and as the door was slowly swinging closed behind me, the hand dryer went off. I looked.. nobody there. The dryer was well away from the door so it couldn’t have been that. Shrugged it off. Went into the toilet and went to sit down and it went off again, this sudden burst, it only ever lasted a couple of seconds. I was like WHOACRAP and nearly fell over.
I didn’t mention this either.
After a few more drinks and a few more visits, I ended up just.. I don’t even know why, but I walked in, door was closing, it burst on and off and when I went to sit down again, off it went. So I yelled “oh shut up! stop scaring me!” and this time it didnt turn off. It just kept going and going. I went to wash my hands… still going. So I said “what’s your problem? are you bored?” and then it turned off.
Every other time I went, I’d have little conversations with this friggin hand dryer ghost, haha.
So I told April that I was convinced this dryer was haunted. She grinned and said “me too but I figured it’s just cos I’m a little bit retarded in the head, you know?” I laughed because yes, and that’s why I love her.
Then I was drunk enough to talk to the bar staff “hey dude. your hand dryer.. “ "is haunted? yeah man. all over this place. it’s weird"
hahahaha. i love it. put THAT in your ghost tour, Sydney!
Carlton coach Brett Ratten was sitting at home one night watching the news, when he saw some TV footage of an Afghani teenager in Guantanamo Bay Detention centre.
This kid was some kind of athlete; he could run like the wind, was strong as an ox, and a vertical leap to die for… Ratten was so impressed he got straight on the phone, wheeled, dealed, and pulled every string he could, and just before the start of the season he managed to get his man to Carlton, and he could immediately see his faith would be rewarded.
So impressive was the kid, that Ratten named him in on a half forward flank for the first game against Richmond. Just before the players ran out onto the field, Ratten took his new charge, and the rest of the forwards aside, for last second instructions at which point he started gesticulating extravagantly, mimicking the movements to mark the ball “Catch… Ball…” Ratten started, then drawing a circle around himself “turn… around…face… sticks” he went on, motioning up and down for the goal posts, before exaggeratedly pretending to kick the ball at goal saying “kick… ball… goal…”
With this the young Afghani drew himself up and said to Ratten “Sir, please, I am an educated young man, and I speak English fluently”…
Ratten looked the kid in the eye and yelled at him, “Would you shut up, I’m trying to talk to Fevola”