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		<title>Bloody Mary</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Aug 2011 22:06:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A long time ago there was a little girl named Mary. She grew very ill and fell into a deep coma. The local doctor was old and feeble and without knowing any better, he believed she was dead. He informed the family and they had a funeral and laid the girl to rest. No one realized that they had buried the poor girl alive! 
Mary’s family lived very close to the graveyard where she was laid to rest. The first night, Mary’s mother thought that she heard a scream coming from Mary&#8217;s grave, but no one believed her. 
Days later, Mary&#8217;s mother convinced the family to dig up her grave. When they did, they found Mary dead, but they also saw scratches on the top of the coffin and Mary&#8217;s fingernails were bloody from her efforts to escape the grave. 
Now if you follow these instructions, you may be able ...]]></description>
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<p>Mary’s family lived very close to the graveyard where she was laid to rest. The first night, Mary’s mother thought that she heard a scream coming from Mary&#8217;s grave, but no one believed her. </p>
<p>Days later, Mary&#8217;s mother convinced the family to dig up her grave. When they did, they found Mary dead, but they also saw scratches on the top of the coffin and Mary&#8217;s fingernails were bloody from her efforts to escape the grave. </p>
<p>Now if you follow these instructions, you may be able to see Mary for yourself. At midnight on Friday the 13th, turn off all the lights in your house. Go to the bathroom and turn on the water in the shower and the sink. Flush the toilet, look into the mirror and say “Bloody Mary” 5 times. She will appear in mirror. You need to hurry and turn on the light or she will stab you in the back. </p>
<h3>Another Version</h3>
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<p>Just watched this week&#8217;s &quot;Ghost Whisperer&quot; which features the Urban Legend of Bloody Mary. Their version of the tale goes like this&#8230;</p>
<p>A towns local Dr. and his wife had an only child, a daughter named Mary. As a teen, Mary came down with Diphtheria, which was incurable at the time. The Dr. pronounced his child dead and felt they needed to bury her right away. They buried the girl in a wooden coffin and tied a string to her wrist, threading it up through the ground and tying the other end of a bell which they hung on a hook above the grave. </p>
<p>If she was wrongfully pronounced dead, she would wake up and ring the bell and they could dig up the grave. The girl&#8217;s mother would not leave the grave and her husband feared she would die of exposure if she didn&#8217;t come inside. He gave her an injection of morphine and brought her into the house. The next morning when the father visited the grave of his daughter, he noticed that the bell had been rung &quot;off the hook&quot; and was now laying on the ground. </p>
<p>He immediately began to dig, but his efforts were too late. Mary was dead by the time they got to her, but when she had woken in the night, she had scratched and clawed at the top of the coffin. Her hands were all bloody and her nails were stuck in the wood of the coffin. </p>
<p>The way to call her, according to their version, is to stand alone in the dark in front of a mirror and say her name 3 times, turning around in place after each time. After the third time you will see her behind you in the mirror and she will scare you to death. </p>
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<p><i>Kay bronx NY      <br />Robin from Oshawa, Ontario       <br />Belinda from Australia A.C.T       <br />Jonathan from NY       <br />Jeanine Fleming from Monongahela, PA       <br />Sarah from midlothin, MS       <br />AJ from Los Angeles, CA       <br />Christina Albion PA and       <br />Lauren from Houston, TX </i></p>
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		<title>The Rambo Granny of Melbourne, Australia</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 07:58:41 +0000</pubDate>
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Gun-toting granny Ava Estelle, 81, was so ticked-off when two thugs raped her 18-year-old granddaughter that she tracked the unsuspecting ex-cons down &#8211; - and shot off their testicles. 
The old lady spent a week hunting those men down &#8212; and when she found them, she took revenge on them in her own special way, said Melbourne police investigator Evan Delp. Then she took a taxi to the nearest police station, laid the gun on the sergeant&#8217;s desk and told him as calm as could be: 
&#8216;Those bastards will never rape anybody again, by God.&#34; 
Cops say convicted rapist and robber Davis Furth, 33, lost both his penis and his testicles when outraged Ava opened fire with a 9-mm pistol in the hotel room where he and former prison cell mate Stanley Thomas, 29, were holed up. The wrinkled avenger also blew Thomas&#8217; testicles to kingdom come, but doctors ...]]></description>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">Gun-toting granny Ava Estelle, 81, was so ticked-off when two thugs raped her 18-year-old granddaughter that she tracked the unsuspecting ex-cons down &#8211; - and shot off their testicles. </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">The old lady spent a week hunting those men down &#8212; and when she found them, she took revenge on them in her own special way, said Melbourne police investigator Evan Delp. Then she took a taxi to the nearest police station, laid the gun on the sergeant&#8217;s desk and told him as calm as could be: </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">&#8216;Those bastards will never rape anybody again, by God.&quot; </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">Cops say convicted rapist and robber Davis Furth, 33, lost both his penis and his testicles when outraged Ava opened fire with a 9-mm pistol in the hotel room where he and former prison cell mate Stanley Thomas, 29, were holed up. The wrinkled avenger also blew Thomas&#8217; testicles to kingdom come, but doctors managed to save his mangled penis, police said. </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">&quot;The one guy, Thomas, didn&#8217;t lose his manhood, but the doctor I talked to said he won&#8217;t be using it the way he used to&quot;, Detective Delp told reporters. &quot;Both men are still in pretty bad shape, but I think they&#8217;re just happy to be alive after what they&#8217;ve been through.&quot; </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">The Rambo Granny swung into action August 21 after her granddaughter Debbie was carjacked and raped in broad daylight by two knife-wielding creeps in a section of town bordering on skid row. </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">&quot;When I saw the look on my Debbie&#8217;s face that night in the hospital, I decided I was going to go out and get those bastards myself &#8217;cause I figured the Law would go easy on them,&quot; recalled the retired library worker. &quot;And I wasn&#8217;t scared of them, either&#8211; because I&#8217;ve got me a gun and I&#8217;ve been shooting&#8217; all my life. And I wasn&#8217;t dumb enough to turn it in when the law changed about owning one.&quot; </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">So, using a police artist&#8217;s sketch of the suspects and Debbie&#8217;s description of the sickos&#8217;, tough-as-nails Ava spent seven days prowling the wino-infested neighborhood where the crime took place till she spotted the ill fated rapists entering their flophouse hotel. </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">&quot;I knew it was them the minute I saw &#8216;em, but I shot a picture of &#8216;em anyway and took it back to Debbie and she said sure as hell, it was them&quot;, the oldster recalled. &quot;So I went back to that hotel and found their room and knocked on the door and the minute the big one, , opened the door, I shot &#8216;em right square between the legs, right where it would really hurt &#8216;em most, you know. </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">Then I went in and shot the other one as he backed up pleading to me to spare him. Then I went down to the police station and turned myself in.&quot; </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">Now, baffled lawmen are trying to figure out exactly how to deal with the vigilante granny. What she did was wrong, and she broke the law, but it is difficult to throw an 81-year-old woman in prison, Det. Delp said, especially when 3 million people in the city want to nominate her for Mayor. </span></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><i><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">John Mullally from Seattle, WA </span></i><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;"></span></p>
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		<title>The Cursed Video Tape</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 07:54:22 +0000</pubDate>
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The idea of a cursed videotape has been in existence for a very long time at my home in New Orleans, LA. It is a different version from both movies, The Ring, and it&#8217;s Japanese predecessor, Ringu&#8230; I heard the legend of a videotape that will kill you within forty-eight hours after watching it at a bonfire when I was younger. 
The story behind the legend is that these college girls are having a slumber party and go to rent a video at a local dealer. The girls cannot agree on a film, so one of them asks for help. The clerk states that she has just the thing and disappears into the back room. 
Meanwhile, one girl sees a box-less tape laying on the counter and reaches toward it. Just then, the clerk comes out from the back and tells her not to touch it and hands her ...]]></description>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">The idea of a cursed videotape has been in existence for a very long time at my home in New Orleans, LA. It is a different version from both movies, The Ring, and it&#8217;s Japanese predecessor, Ringu&#8230; I heard the legend of a videotape that will kill you within forty-eight hours after watching it at a bonfire when I was younger. </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">The story behind the legend is that these college girls are having a slumber party and go to rent a video at a local dealer. The girls cannot agree on a film, so one of them asks for help. The clerk states that she has just the thing and disappears into the back room. </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">Meanwhile, one girl sees a box-less tape laying on the counter and reaches toward it. Just then, the clerk comes out from the back and tells her not to touch it and hands her an older film. The girl asks about the first tape, and the woman tells her that it is just a home movie. The girls agree to rent the tape that the woman suggests. While they are checking out, the girl who asked for help swipes the &quot;home movie&quot; tape. </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">Back at their house, the girl tells the others about the tape she swiped and they laugh, telling her that she is dumb for stealing some woman&#8217;s home movies. Still, they ask her to play the tape. She puts the tape in and then the power goes out &#8212; but the television stays on. The video starts playing and shows a black woman being burned for practicing witchcraft and hoodoo. She utters a curse that all who witness her death will face the same fate in two-days time. </span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">The VCR begins to make skipping sounds and then cuts off. As promised, the girls died forty-eight hours after watching the tape. They all met their demise in unrealistic places such as the pool or ice rink. </span></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 9.0pt; line-height: 16.8pt;"><i><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;">Michael Fanagan from San Francisco, CA<br /> Luke B from Western Australia </span></i><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; font-family: Tahoma,sans-serif;"></span></p>
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		<title>Neck Scarf</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 07:16:45 +0000</pubDate>
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There once was a girl who always wore a scarf around her neck no matter what time of year it was. One day while out on a date with her boyfriend, he said to her &#34;Take off your scarf.&#34; She replied, &#34;No, I will take it off when the time is right.&#34; 
Years went by and the couple became engaged to be married. On their wedding night, her new husband again said to her, &#34;We are married now so you can take off your scarf.&#34; Again she said, &#34;No, I will take it off when the time is right.&#34; 
More time passed and the young couple grew old together. The old woman lay on her death bed and addressed her weeping husband kneeling by her side. &#34;I&#8217;m so sorry to keep this secret from you for so long. Take off my scarf and you&#8217;ll see why I&#8217;ve always had it ...]]></description>
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There once was a girl who always wore a scarf around her neck no matter what time of year it was. One day while out on a date with her boyfriend, he said to her &quot;Take off your scarf.&quot; She replied, &quot;No, I will take it off when the time is right.&quot; </p>
<p>Years went by and the couple became engaged to be married. On their wedding night, her new husband again said to her, &quot;We are married now so you can take off your scarf.&quot; Again she said, &quot;No, I will take it off when the time is right.&quot; </p>
<p>More time passed and the young couple grew old together. The old woman lay on her death bed and addressed her weeping husband kneeling by her side. &quot;I&#8217;m so sorry to keep this secret from you for so long. Take off my scarf and you&#8217;ll see why I&#8217;ve always had it on.&quot;</p>
<p>Her husband took the end of the scarf in his hand and slowly removed it from her neck. Horrified, he watched his wife&#8217;s head roll off the bed and across the floor. She&#8217;d been wearing the scarf to keep her head on! </p>
<h1>Another Version</h1>
<h3>Black Velvet Ribbon</h3>
<p>There was once a pretty lady who always wore a ribbon around her neck. She wore the ribbon when she slept, when she went to church and every single time she went out. No one ever saw her without her ribbon. One day she met a young man and they fell deeply in love. When he noticed the ribbon was always there, he asked &quot;Why do you wear that ribbon?&quot;</p>
<p>She just smiled and said, &quot;I&#8217;ll tell you when we get married one day.&quot; Four months later they were married and living happily together. Whenever he asked her why she wore the ribbon, she would say, &quot;I&#8217;ll tell you someday, &nbsp;just don&#8217;t take it off.&quot; </p>
<p>One night he couldn&#8217;t take it anymore and had to know why she wore the ribbon. He snuck up on her when she was sleeping and slowly loosened the ribbon. As soon as he untied it, her head fell off and rolled to her husband&#8217;s feet. The eyes opened and the head yelled, &quot;I TOLD YOU NOT TO REMOVE MY RIBBON!!!&quot; The poor man went mad and was never seen again.</p>
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