Urban legends?

AnonoBoy wrote: »

Five words that make that story much better.

Brand new white leather sofa.

Done

steddyeddy wrote: »

That was a story from Tales of the mysterious! Fantastic programme although the story predates the program!

Nope! Episode of Alfred Hitchcock Presents from 1985.

Final Escape

Never go to that Chinese at the bottom of the main street. A woman was really, really ill after eating there, and when they got the tests back form the lab, 5 different samples of semen were found in the food!

There was one about "The Black Widow" who frequented Hollywood Nights club on the Stillorgan dual carriageway in the 90s. She was black and would ravage any man who looked at her. But, unbeknownst to them, she had AIDS.

Which reminds me....... remember this one? An urban legend/lie that got legs internationally. Scannal on RTE have a good docu on this story, still hilarious 17 years later.

Scannal: The Angel of Death? Fr Michael Kennedy
Sunday September 10th 1995, Fr Michael Kennedy gave a sermon in Dungarvan parish church which shocked the nation, and drew the world's media to the Waterford town.
He told his stunned congregation that a local woman infected with AIDS had deliberately slept with up to 80 men with the intention of spreading the disease, and that at least five men had already tested positive.
John Murphy, a journalist with the Cork Examiner who was in the congregation that Sunday, realized instantly that this would be one of the biggest stories of his career: "It was sensational. He was saying in effect, that there was a killer on the loose."
Within a day British tabloids were offering up to £10,000 for the identity of the "Angel of Death" as she was dubbed, and local doctors were inundated with young men seeking AIDS tests. For the media, the fact that Fr Kennedy was related to the Kennedy clan in America and bore a strong resemblance to President John F Kennedy added extra spice to the story. He was also a former poll-topping Sinn Féin councillor, and Leinster Final winning hurler for Offaly.
Fr Kennedy refused to reveal the identity of the AIDS-infected woman, or of any of the men involved, even to local Health Board Officials, citing his duty of confidentiality. As the week went on sensation turned to scepticism, and the story faded from the headlines, with many questions left unanswered to this day.
Scannal! returns to Dungarvan to investigate the story of the "Angel of Death". What effect did the scare have on the town of Dungarvan, what does the story tell us about Ireland in 1995? And did the "Angel of Death" ever really exist?
Reporting and Production: Fachtna Ó Drisceoil
Producer/Director: Kevin Cummins

One doing the rounds when I was in college was about this dude who was nervous before an exam in Queen's took a heap of beta blocker pills to calm himself down. He then proceeded to write page after page of UlsterbusulsterbusUlsterbus....... for the next couple of hours.

Conall Cernach wrote: »

One doing the rounds when I was in college was about this dude who was nervous before an exam in Queen's took a heap of beta blocker pills to calm himself down. He then proceeded to write page after page of UlsterbusulsterbusUlsterbus....... for the next couple of hours.

Reminds me: when I was in school in the 80's the story was that a student went in to do the Leaving. Cracked up looking at the paper, then he.... ....(spoilered bit is NSFW)
I told my Dad about it, he laughed and said that story was doing the rounds in the 50's when he was in school. Heard a couple of kids talking about it on the bus a few years ago, they swore that it happened that week in some other school in Dublin. Seems the old ones are the best ones!

bijapos wrote: »

Reminds me: when I was in school in the 80's the story was that a student went in to do the Leaving. Cracked up looking at the paper, then he.... ....(spoilered bit is NSFW)

sharpened two pencils, held them in his hands on the table and rammed in head down on the upturned pencils, sticking them into his eyes and blinding himself.

There was a rumour going around that the annoying kid from the Frosties ad a few years back killed himself cos he was getting bullied - this was apparently his method of suicide (except it was pencils up the nose instead)

Black Eyed Kids

http://mysteriousuniverse.org/2011/04/black-eyed-kids-insidious-threat-or-myth-in-the-making/

http://whofortedblog.com/2012/07/03/invited-black-eyed-children-home/


At about 10:45, on a warm night, 18-year old Carris Holdsworth was walking to her apartment from a friends house in Lisburn, a city in Northern Ireland near Belfast. Her apartment was in a bad section of town and as she approached she noticed two teenagers, in hoodies and jeans, standing in her yard with their backs to her.

Of course, she was immediately wary and put her hand in her purse to grab hold of her pepper spray. As she was sneaking around the corner the two boys turned, simultaneously, to face her, which really freaked her out. She says she felt raw fear when she saw their faces.

However, Carris had her pepper spray in her purse and she was still alert enough to defend herself, should the boys approach. But they didn’t. Instead, they seemed able to read her mind.

“No need for that,” the older one spoke, calmly and maturely. “We just want to borrow your phone, miss.”

Carris said they looked just like two normal boys – until, that is, she saw their eyes. “They were pitch black. No trace of white or pupil at all.” She felt she was in terrible danger and had to get away.

Running for her door and fumbling with her keys, the boys following close at her heels, the boys continued to ask to use the phone. “Please miss, my mother won’t be happy if she doesn’t know where we are.”

“I wanted to obey them at first considering that they were young,” she said. “But seeing their eyes took me away. I just had to get away from them both and I knew if I obeyed them I was going to seriously regret it.”

Carris managed to make it inside her apartment and locked the door. But just as she was about to sit down with a cup of coffee, there came a knock. When she ignored it, the knock came again and she immediately felt a sense of overwhelming terror. When she peeped out the peep hole, there they were, both boys staring at her. “Just let us in to use the phone,” he said. “We won’t hurt you. We have no weapons to hurt you with.”

Carris opened the door and ordered the BEC to leave her alone, locked everything up tight as a drum, and called a friend. When the friend arrived the boys finally hightailed it out of there, but not before she, too, felt an overwhelming sense of danger.

Carris soon moved to another neighborhood but says, “I always check through that peep hole before I go to sleep,” she said. “I don’t know exactly what those boys were, but I do know they meant me harm and that they weren’t human in any way. I still get scared thinking about it.”