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Not my story, it comes from an /x/ thread but I wanted to share it on here. Included are the original posts from the OP and added photos to help with the immersion.
Hello /x/. After a lot of thinking, and a couple of drinks - I have finally decided to share some of my experiences. English is not my native language, so forgive me if my grammar isn't perfect.
>work in a very rural area of Russia, as a sort of ranger/wildlife preservasionist
>in Russia we don't have the same regulations and strict protocol as some of you might
>we more or less just drive around on...
:peepoCryDrink:This one is from a feels thread that as long been forgotten on 4chan's /b/ board :peepoCryDrink:
Hello /b/, I am throwing away my anonymity in front of you as I share you my story. My real name is Brandon and I come to you tonight to tell you a tale about THAT popular girl.
Yes we all know her... bitchy, thinks she's too good for you, and just has that attitude no one can stand. But I knew that girl long before she even became popular. her name is Clare I've known this girl since I was 3 years old. Her mom and my mom were neighbors so we would go over to each other's...
:MedTime: This post was not written by me but an anonymous user from 4chan :MedTime:
> Me, 17.
> At friend's house, playing video games and hanging out
> Have to shit really bad
> It's taco bell shits.
> The kind that are really greasy, and takes forever to wipe
> Like, 16 ft. of TP and leaving streaks the whole way through
> Say BRB and hit the bathroom
> Start releasing the colon-ctuhlhu a fraction of a sec before my ass ham-slapped the toilet seat
> Sweet relief.
> Reach for TP. saw roll was all used up.
> Look around. no TP. Anywhere.
> Stranded on the 1st floor of his house without...
The user /u/Civil-Try-31-41 has made the same post on several sub-reddits over the past couple of days, including /r/OntarioUniversities, /r/WLU, /r/Paramedics, /r/UofT, /r/CarletonU, /r/LawSchool, /r/Algonguin_College, and /r/JordanPeterson. In each post, which are identical, the poster claims that as a result of their interest in the paramedic program at a Canadian college, they they have been plagued with hallucinations and mental illness. This includes what appears to be the coordinator of the program astral projecting into the poster's mind, using vague technologies that supposedly...
bchmmmmm This post was not written by me but an anonymous user from /fit/ bchmmmmm
Whevs here's the story. It's fucking long but bear with me.
>friend not in the story tells us about place to get palm readings
>lifting buddy and I go to get palms read
>show up to this shady ass place at 10 in the morning wearing our workout gear
>ghost bitches already mirin
>stereotypical scraggly gypsy woman shakes our hands and seats us at the table with a crystal ball
>asks who wants to go first
>hispanic heritage kicks in and I nope at the last minute
>friend chads up to the plate
>woman grabs his...
I worked a prison in a remote area in southern Iraq miles from umm qasr. At the time I was there it detained 30k prisoners and an additional 3k that no one except people working there knew about. They'd put us in blacked out window commercial buses and drive us an hour away for days at a time to guard the facilities. We were never allowed to speak with anyone on the main prison FOB and forbidden to tell anyone about it. We referred to it only as "Jurassic park,"one of the black prisons run by "contractor" medical personnel.
The facility itself was a facade of mud/brick buildings...
(WARNING NOT SAFE FOR WORK)
Contrary to popular belief, Cannibal Cafe is not a hidden .Onion Site. It was a clearnet site back in 1994 – 2001 run by a cult leader named Perro Loco.
On the Cannibal Cafe's website, they have forums that were about men looking for men, men looking for women (the ideal: short, buxom, thin redheads) and women looking for men—very few posts, if any, were for women looking for women.
There were people who wanted to be eaten and people who wanted to do the eating. There are stories, artwork, and users seeking advice on the best to way to cook someone. "I am...
Wife/daughter it is.
I warn you now. This story does not have anything remotely resembling a happy ending. It is without any doubt one of the more depressing tales due to what this woman did to her only daughter.
Get a call from the boss. He wants his best people at his office now for a job. Four of us are there and he runs down the situation for us. it's rare and urgent as it involves a minor. Rich guys wife has run off with a small fortune AND their only child. A daughter, age 13.
Doesn't give a f**k about the money or the wife. Wants his daughter back. Boss wants us to get all 3 due...
This was originally posted by an Anon describing his experiences with his grandfather in Yukon and Tomtenissar
Today I want to share a story with /b/ about my winter deep in the Yukon with my grandfather and the strange things that occurred during those dark, frozen months. Quick note, this story is a little long.
About three years ago, when I was at the spry age of 18, I had decided that I wanted to take a year off of school before going to university, do a bit of soul searching if you will. Well, as it happened my father decided that this would be a great opportunity. You see, my...
/b/, I have a story
It appears a stupid prank amongst co-workers gradually grew until my dumb idea for a joke caused a person to go insane, an attempted suicide, and nearly killed a completely innocent, oblivious pregnant woman.
I'm going to tell this story, and for those of you interested, put on your reading glasses, it's a doozy.
>work at a Menards
>be a stocker, my time slot has a group of seven stockers
>one of these stockers is named Ken
>Ken is sort of a cunt, really isolated, snarky, plays by the rules and rats people out to the managers even though the managers don't give a shit...
:JahySmug:This one is from /x/, and anon got it from Survivalist Boards Forums :JahySmug:
From an outdoor hunting website that had a creepy experiences thread
On the trip in question I decided to hike the old Mollala Indian trail that followed the ridge tops from Saddle Blanket Mountain to Oakridge, one of the Native American's favorite summer camps and trading centers. It was a beautiful August day, two days into the hike (I expected to be gone about two weeks), when literally out of the blue the most terrifying thing that ever happened to me in my life occurred. It would change my...
This post was not written by me but an anonymous user
I was debating if I should post this story, but after a few weeks of nothing happening, I decided to say fuck it and post it. So first, some context. I work as a ranger in the Bargunzinsky state natural reservoir near the lake Baikal. Over the past years I've come to find out that lake Baikal is a very fucked place.
So here's a few of my experiences
I'll start off with a few oddities
Aside from the usual ice rings, Baikal zen, vehicles/animals/people stuck in ice, there are oddities like unknown ships appearing on foggy days. I...
monkahhm Since Captain Kutchie's Key Lime Pie posts has been researched extensively over the years, this post is an aggregation of several blogs and subreddits. monkahhm
Spam! Spam! Spam! It's everywhere! Anyone that is semi tech literate knows of all the tricks and trades of scammers online. There the nigerian email spam, the viagra pills spam, the torrent virus spam, and those annoying pop up spams. All of these examples has some motive behind them such as getting you to send money to the nigerian guy in a promise to give you a percentage of his inheritance in return, or the torrent...
I have a daughter story that involves sneaking into a world record *rgy attempt and pretending to be from the guinness book of records.
Began normally. Daddy's little girl runs off with a lower class boyfriend. Discourage boyfriend and retrieve girl. Our merry band sets out with the fucking new guy from the first story having since matured into a much more capable and germphobic individual. Quickly realise that the girl has gone to ground after emptying her accounts. Presumably the boyfriend has the money now.
With the easiest avenue of locating her gone the search drags on for a few...
This particular story involves a very fat young woman, a fat suit and an unfortunate rather small thai ladyboy.
One day at the office, those rare days I'm there actually. Sat around talking shit with everyone playing retarded office games. Boss comes in with a new job. Usual story, rich guy's daughter has gone off on a party train and he's sick of paying for it. I Want her brought back.
It is actually the most mundane and normal of jobs. Normally these girls go off with daddy's credit card and hit a string of bars and clubs with it and anyone willing to pretend to be their friend. This...
Ok then wife story time.
Not the most complicated of stories but memorable for the shit involved.
Click here for the daughter of the caribbean story (1/5)
Told by the boss a client wants us to locate his wife. Has been missing for the better part of a month after taking out a f**kton of money from his accounts. From what we can tell she converted it to cash or moved it into accounts we can't locate.
Given all the info, last known location and known habits.
Turns out we've done this before. Twice in fact. So we have a fairly good idea of where she could be. Women have a tendency to be...
Fine. One story. But details regarding places and identities are removed because I don't want shit getting back to me.
I mean client confidentiality was beyond insane. In some cases we'd get told it was fine to start a shootout with the cops if it was the only way to get away. A few times we got told to kill the woman we'd been sent to retrieve and make sure the body couldn't be identified if it looked like we couldn't escape with them.
For these men it wasn't about getting their wife or daughter back. It was about saving face or retrieving an asset. They didn't want to suffer the...
All right gents, story time, because why not
After high school I didn't really have a lot going on in my life. I was trying to save up for college, but didn't really know what to study. I was into electronics but not in a do-it-professionally-forever kinda way.
I was working a pretty shitty minimum wage job at a hardware store and pretty much just played video games, drank way too much, slept, and occasionally tinkered with simple electronics, basic soldering. bread boards, etc, nothing too fancy.
This was kind of in the earlier days of the internet (late nineties early...