BuckeyeGuy28
"Why So Serious"
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- Aug 9, 2008
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Me and my friends all went last year as part of some kind of party. One of the kids there made himself seem like a big tough guy at school--and to add to that, he's six feet tall and almost two-hundred pounds! Anyway, I'm in front of him, and we're walking to this scene with a dead guy on a pool table. The guy, who seems like a dummy, came to life and started screaming. "Tough guy" slammed himself against the opposite wall and ran sideways to the other side of the room.
Another year, a kid in front of me was trying to pretend not to be scared. He had headphones in his ears and wouldn't scare at ANYBODY!!! Then, a ScareActor distracts me for a second, so I'm a little further behind this kid. When I turn to the next room, the headphones kid is sprinting out of the haunted house, probably peeing his pants along the way!
And I think the funniest one, is when we're in line for the Texas Chainsaw Massacre house. It was an hour wait, but all of me and my buddies were fooling around, and didn't notice that we were at the entrance. I was first in line. So I lead all the guys into the house, and I see the house attendant counting the people that are walking in. He doesn't move (probably because it's a boring job), and he's old with a white beard and moustache, complete with large wrinkles. I scream at him and run the other way, only for him to come up and inform me I haven't walked in yet. I was embarrassed, and I think he was too.
Another year, a kid in front of me was trying to pretend not to be scared. He had headphones in his ears and wouldn't scare at ANYBODY!!! Then, a ScareActor distracts me for a second, so I'm a little further behind this kid. When I turn to the next room, the headphones kid is sprinting out of the haunted house, probably peeing his pants along the way!
And I think the funniest one, is when we're in line for the Texas Chainsaw Massacre house. It was an hour wait, but all of me and my buddies were fooling around, and didn't notice that we were at the entrance. I was first in line. So I lead all the guys into the house, and I see the house attendant counting the people that are walking in. He doesn't move (probably because it's a boring job), and he's old with a white beard and moustache, complete with large wrinkles. I scream at him and run the other way, only for him to come up and inform me I haven't walked in yet. I was embarrassed, and I think he was too.
