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[wickedflea]

This afternoon I keep hearing strange noises, like something banging around on the roof. I've asked a couple of people if they've been hearing it, and they matter-of-factly (is that a word?) say yeah, like "Sure, I hear strange noises, but what of it?" Well, hell, I don't know what of it, but don't you think it's a little weird? There are loud bumping noises going on and people are just sitting there as if nothing's happening.

I remember one night at Burger King in Starkville I kept hearing screams. The building is a really strange one--it's a big-ass log cabin that originally housed a bank. It has two floors and a lot of different rooms. Anyway, one night there were these screaming noises, and no one could figure out where they were coming from. So naturally I abandoned my post and went all over the building looking for who or what it might be. I couldn't find any explanation. I even went outside and walked all around, but out there I couldn't hear the screams. Then I walked back in and heard them right away. Finally I said fuck it and went back to work at the front register. One of my customers was this humongous guy who came in with two girls. And he heard the screams and got really spooked. He demanded to know what it was, and I couldn't tell him, 'cuz I didn't know. I think he was about ready to leave without ordering, but the screams went away for a minute and he went ahead and ordered his food. A few minutes later, our night porter, James, came to work, and we were hanging out at the front counter talking about the screams. Just then, humongous dude burst out of the ladies' room, and he was SPOOKED. He was drenched with sweat, and he had a terrified look on his face. James said, "Hey, man, you was in the girls' room!" Dude glanced at him, said, "Yeah, I know," and got the fuck out of the building.

I never did figure out what that noise was, and I never heard it again after that night. I wonder if it was coming from the ladies' room. I don't think so, because the screams happened over the course of a couple of hours, and certainly someone would have said something if there had been something weird going on in there. And I think I probably sent a co-worker in there to look while I was investigating, so . . . I don't know. But what was humongous dude doing in the ladies' room?

I suspect Velveeta. Oh, wait, wrong job.

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[buscemi.livejournal.com]

Must've been all snakes up in it.

[buscemi.livejournal.com]

A haunted Burger King? That reminds me of this furniture store that used to be a Greyhound bus station. The "bus" sign is still there!

[saintclaire.livejournal.com]

and what job, praytell did you have that included the use of velveeta?? (i'm afraid to ask...)

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

*sigh* If you must know, it was an Asian massage parlor.

No, wait, that was someone else. That was my cousin Larry. My job wasn't nearly so sordid. See here.

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

YES! I don't know why I didn't think of that at the time! brains probably all jumble up

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[saintclaire.livejournal.com]

YUM! :)

[saintclaire.livejournal.com]

Wait! I want to edit my Yum.

I was Yumming to the asian massage w/velveet (?!?!)

Didnt see the part about Bullys big hunka velveeta.

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[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

Haha, gotcha. As long as you ain't lustin' after the Suspect Velveeta. ;)

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[saintclaire.livejournal.com]

LOL, no, I can assure you I'm not.

I'm more of a "govt. cheese" girl this week...LOL

[lunchboxface.livejournal.com]

When I used to visit Starkville, we would do inhalants (usually that stuff you clean your keyboards out with) on the highway right by that Burger King, I'd cuss people out from the relative safety of the car, and then we'd go there and get some Big Kings. It was not really that cool. Except maybe for the time I physically got out of the car at a stop light, and started berating some very, very old woman driving a maroon Oldsmobile for looking at me funny. Because those inhalants only last about 25-30 seconds, I was soon left standing in the middle of the highway, thinking "what the FUCK am I DOING?!?!?" while my friends laughed their asses off.

Sometimes I miss those brain cells.

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[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

Haha, that's great! I used to go through that intersection several times a day--it's a wonder I didn't see you! Did one of those guys from Nation of Islam ever try to hand you a pamphlet there? I used to see their bow-tie asses right there all the time.