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re: What to do: Neighbor with Santa still up: update p 19

Posted on 2/17/14 at 7:53 pm to
Posted by OldHickory
New Orleans
Member since Apr 2012
10710 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 7:53 pm to
Do any of your neighbors have a wife like Bruce Dern? I'm a dead ringer for Art.
Posted by Tshiz
Idaho
Member since Jul 2013
7974 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 7:53 pm to
This thread is fantastic. I'm genuinely intrigued. Potential bets on the ultimate conclusion anyone?
Posted by weadjust
Member since Aug 2012
15493 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 7:56 pm to
I'm going with the neighbor has Alzheimers.
A)Every day he wakes up and reads his to do list and it says Take Down Santa Tomorrow.
B)Every day he wakes up to see what he got for Christmas.
Posted by RoyalBaby
South Central
Member since Jul 2013
2276 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 7:56 pm to
I wouldn't trust the car washing neighbor. Who doesn't notice an inflatable, humming Santa Claus for months? I'll tell you who, the real killer!!!!! Lock your doors and prepare your anus.
Posted by Ellis Dee
G-Lane aka Pakistan
Member since Nov 2013
6986 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 7:57 pm to
I have a feeling this will end up turning into a real life reddit/nosleep story
Posted by Hu_Flung_Pu
Central, LA
Member since Jan 2013
22388 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 8:00 pm to
The car wash killa! Ermahgerd
Posted by BeachDude022
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Posted on 2/17/14 at 8:06 pm to
Uh oh, sounds like you gon' die next...
Posted by AutoYes_Clown
Baton Rouge, LA
Member since Oct 2012
5305 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 8:10 pm to
Let me get this straight. You did a drop by and wrote that long arse post in a little over an hour? I'm officially raising my BS flag.

Posted by MrTide33
Member since Nov 2012
4358 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 8:10 pm to
I'n in
Posted by Box Geauxrilla
Member since Jun 2013
19174 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 8:12 pm to
quote:

Uh oh, sounds like you gon' die next...

Then we'll have a....


























Ghostface ghostfacedistiller



YEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHHH
This post was edited on 2/17/14 at 8:14 pm
Posted by fr33manator
Baton Rouge
Member since Oct 2010
130706 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 8:15 pm to
Poor guy probably went to put things up in his attic...and something in the shadows was hungry.
Posted by Hu_Flung_Pu
Central, LA
Member since Jan 2013
22388 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 8:19 pm to
Or found a wardrobe that led to Narnia
Posted by fr33manator
Baton Rouge
Member since Oct 2010
130706 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 8:21 pm to
quote:

So I went over there, bringing my dog as a prop to the "North Pole" to investigate first hand in the light of day. In the brief walk I passed children playing, enjoying the warmer temps. I could not help but long for days of childish naivety, days without a reasonable suspicion of a rotting corpse just just down the block from where I learned to ride I bike. More so, I longed for days where I wasn't confronted with said rotting corpse by confronting the unpleasant reality which many have apparently chosen to ignore. The very same folks with whom I exchanged pleasantries and a neighborly nod just prior to facing this stark reality. Santa, on 2/17? It's just not right. Perhaps the man of the house owned an ice cream parlor, maybe a food truck or a franchise. Would he have killed his own family, perhaps with an ice pick and left them undetected in these unseasonably cool temps. Perhaps an Alabama fan, unable to come to grips with two consecutive losses to end the year became enraged and snapped. Impossible. It's a game played by young adults. Who would behave that way? Maybe someone slipped and fell getting out of the shower, perhaps while entangled in a lurid love affair, perhaps even with multiple suitors simultaneously? Perhaps Mr.Clause took the early flight home from San Diego only to find Ms. Clause in such a compromising position, in the very act of coitus? Perhaps he briefly even sympathized with her desperate pleas for attention and her need for sexual satisfaction until a 5th suitor rang the doorbell, minimizing his arousal and sending him into a blind rage that ended tin the senseless murder of others as well as the final ending to his own book. This doorbell was now in my sights, the same round piece of plastic which triggered his Pavlovian urge to kill his beloved was about to be pressed by...me. As I approached the the driveway, I dismissed all of nonsensical thoughts in my heard. A man wouldn't commit murder? That's absurd. A woman however, may have been scorned and therefore capable of any devilish deed. She found his phone, and in it contained graphic images of his female assistant, pictures in various forms of undress, even genitalia. The background you ask? The office supply room, his desk, and even a hotel room. "My God" she thought. It's over. My marriage is over!" Until she she saw another. The other woman was in HER bed! Yeah, it's over, but not just the marriage. Maybe she starved him while keeping in captivity through the holiday season. Perhaps Santa was just a front--a simplistic attempt to keep busy families of her trail. She had been driven slowly insane, losing all track of time through this capture. Although she was unaware, he, Santa Clause, remains the ever vigilant guardian of her keeper's palace of horrors. Perhaps I was about to bring her back to reality? As I entered the property and noticed the unkempt lawn and payed close attention to the the steady hum coming from the Santa inflatable. Growing up in the Rocky Mountains, it reminded me of a wood-chipper, the same machine that stole the summers of my youth and the hand of my best friend, Alton McGee. A dull, consistent bzzzzzz. I made my way to door, it grew louder. I could hear my heart beat grow, a lump grew in my throat, my fists instinctively clenched. Ring. Wait. Ring again, wait. Knock. Wait. No sign of a dog. No sign of any life. The blinds looks temporary, and fully closed in every visible window, though it's been at least 4 years since they owner bought the house. What can be behind these plywood, drywall, and brick. What Damn You, WHAT! It appeared nothing. I waited a few more minutes and then turned around to further investigate the property. Shortly after, I approached gentleman living two door down washing his vehicle. I engaged him in conversation. "Hey, I'm ghostfacedisller, I live over there. what's up with the Santa, do you know if they're okay?" The man replies that he had not noticed the Santa, though it's been standing tall for at least 6 weeks and is at least 6 feet tall itself. When I pointed it out, he concurred it was unusual and he had not seen his neighbor in some time. He agreed to keep an "eye" on the place. While this dullard, seemed friendly enough, I will return at night for further recon. In the meantime, I'm relaxing my nerves with Everclear and Dr. Pepper.

TLDR; I knocked on the door no one was home. I met a neighbor who had not noticed but thought it was weird.



Bravo sir. Bravo. My hat is off to you.
Posted by The Bruce
Member since Dec 2013
951 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 8:26 pm to
Please take a pic of Santa. I'm sure the fark board could have some fun with it.
Posted by Ghostfacedistiller
BR
Member since Jun 2008
17500 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 8:29 pm to
Posted by bayoubengal225
Baton Rouge, LA
Member since Jan 2009
5334 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 8:31 pm to
Oh man this shite is good!!
Posted by tigersownall
Thibodaux
Member since Sep 2011
16247 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 8:32 pm to
This thread is already delivering. What's stopping you from unplugging the Santa?
Posted by East Coast Band
Member since Nov 2010
65901 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 8:33 pm to
Maybe you have a skill to write novels.

Or just bore us to death.
Posted by Al Dante
Member since Mar 2013
1860 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 8:34 pm to
If he's dead why would the electricity still be on? Maybe he pays by auto debit? The guy is either out of town or dead for this to be going on this long.
Posted by fr33manator
Baton Rouge
Member since Oct 2010
130706 posts
Posted on 2/17/14 at 8:35 pm to
quote:

Maybe you have a skill to write novels. Or just bore us to death.


It never ceases to amaze me the sheer amount of people so put off by a bit of light reading. Sheesh.
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