Today I’m going to link over to a story I stumbled upon right before bed last night. The timing was unfortunate, as I initially got into bed to GO TO SLEEP.
Well, sleep came slowly after reading this. I was pretty sure every bump in my house was something supernatural. Something supernatural that was probably coming to kill me slowly. (The sounds were actually coming from my dishwasher, but kitchen appliances been known to become sentient and squish and stab people. Maybe.)
Click on OVER HERE to read about the dead girl who Facebook messaged her boyfriend from beyond the grave.
Then go shoot off some fireworks or have a hotdog or launch some rockets from the back of charging T-Rex– because INDEPENDENCE, guys.
(But seriously, Americans, be safe today.)