The Decapitated Motorcyclist

A Man on a motorcycle was passing an eighteen-wheeler carrying sheet metal when one of the sheets shifted and neatly cut off the driver's head. His headless body continued on it's path by the semi. The driver saw the headless cyclist and immediately had a heart-attack, and his truck swerved into a bus-stop full of people.

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THIS IS FOR VALENTINE'S DAY !!!! -although kind of late!-

candyman

Candyman is an urban legend about the ghost of a slave who returns from the dead in search of revenge.

According to the legend, if you look into a mirror and chant the name “Candyman” five times, the Candyman will appear and kill you with his hook. For you see, the Candyman is a vicious killer with a bloody hook for a hand. He appears from the mirror, covered in blood and bees and with nothing but murder on his mind.

They say that years ago, Candyman was once a real man. Back in the days of slavery, Candyman was a black slave named Daniel Robitaille, who worked on a plantation in New Orleans. He was a talented painter and was chosen by the Plantation owner to paint a portrait of his daughter.

But Daniel fell in love with the daughter of the white plantation owner. When the racist plantation owner discovered that his daughter and the slave were in love, he raised and angry mob and chased Daniel out of town.

Armed with pitchforks and a pack of dogs, they chased the poor slave across fields and streams. Finally they caught up with the exhausted slave. The evil men cut off his right hand with a rusty saw and then covered him in honey and threw him into a beehive.

The unfortunate Candyman was in terrible pain and died from his injuries, but not before he cursed the men who killed him and vowed to return and exact his revenge. They say his spirit would never rest and now walks the world for all eternity, appearing when his name is called five times.

he's watching you...

ever wonder if you're really gonna have to pay for everything you've done? if anyone really knows it all? well maybe there is someone with a greater power always watching your every move. think about it...

Whenever eat everything, better check it first, last Two-Day XD was reading book on bed, suddenly she heard noisy in the room.
Her roommate just bought OREO biscuit with chocolate taste from 7-11, before she bite it, she saw something strange in the middle cream, got many small holes with white color, she thought it's impossible that OREO got new product with new taste? Is it the sugar? But how come it's looked like this?

lump under the carpet

A carpet layer had just finished carpeting a big room and decided he wanted a smoke, so he started looking around for his cigarettes and noticed a lump in the carpet. Frustrated and not wanting to re-do anything, he grabbed a hammer and pounded the lump flat. The next day the old lady who'd hired him for the job called and told him he'd forgotten a pack of cigarettes, and asked "By the way, did you happen to see my canary while you were working, he seems to have gotten out of his cage again?"

philosophy test (jajaja filo XD)

For the final exam in a philosophy class, the professor took his chair and placed it on top of his desk. He gives each student a blank piece of paper and says, "Prove to me that this chair does not exist". Most papers handed in were essays explaining how nothing was real or references to ancient philosphers. The only paper to receive an A was just two words long:
"What chair?"

killer clown

A couple with children were trying out a new babysitter. About an hour after they left for a night on the town, they realized they had forgotten to give her their cell phone number, so one of them called her.

After she wrote down the number, the babysitter asked if she could watch satellite TV in their bedroom. She had just put the children to bed and wanted to watch a particular show. (The parents didn't want their children watching too much garbage, so the living room TV did not have satellite channels.) Well of course she could watch TV in their room, they replied. The babysitter had one other request: could she put a sheet or blanket over the clown statue that was in the bedroom? It kind of made her nervous.

Take the children and go to the neighbors, said the parent. We don't have a clown statue, we'll call the police. The police caught the clown as he was running through the neighborhood.

Sometimes the clown is described as "little" and turns out to be a schizophrenic little person, and sometimes it's the kids that are spooked by the "statue".

Finally, our object of interest

Hey there!! well, I don't really behead chickens just in case you were still wondering... So! after all background info, we will show you what this blog REALLY is about. Have you heard about urban legends? well, they are very, very interesting; some are creepy or some even hilarious. we'll post some of the best ones we have found. Sit back and enjoy!!!

what we're about

wonder why such a peculiar name? well, its a looong story... seems like one day I was questioned about what I did with my free time at home, and I said nothing but SOMEONE said I studied and beheaded chickens! So we were like WHAT???? and decided it would be a cool name for our blog.

First Blog

BEHEADING CHICKENS AS HOBBY!!!!!!!! come visit 11-a to have a moment of bloody fun. Hope to see you soon!
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