tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784285653010648547.post4162043463505902326..comments2024-03-28T12:08:15.549-04:00Comments on PUMPKINROT.COM: The Blog: The History Of The Haunted HouseRothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11329750481399948095noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784285653010648547.post-26816924380092364872015-10-28T17:16:23.788-04:002015-10-28T17:16:23.788-04:00I never thought of hanging strips of raw liver. Hm...I never thought of hanging strips of raw liver. Hmmm...Willow Covehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03504400787045626382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784285653010648547.post-1409071794848654642015-10-28T14:35:45.795-04:002015-10-28T14:35:45.795-04:00your bike!
that's TERRIBLE.
thanks for sharin...your bike!<br />that's TERRIBLE.<br /><br />thanks for sharing.<br />Rothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11329750481399948095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784285653010648547.post-78504216188664388572015-10-28T14:24:35.641-04:002015-10-28T14:24:35.641-04:00That's pretty cool! Thanks for sharing.
My ea...That's pretty cool! Thanks for sharing. <br />My earliest recollection of a "home" haunt was in 76 when I was a wee lad and the kids I was spending the summer with outside of Detroit put on a Haunted Garage with spooks made out of trash bags and wires etc. I didn't fully grasp it then but a year or so later in West Palm Beach I ventured into a church-run haunted house and it was absolutely terrifying. I was expecting sheet covered ghosts like on Gilligan's Island and maybe a Wolfman or Frankenstein but they instead went full on blood bath, decapitated people, chopped-off legs and scary women chasing you in the dark. I was mortified utterly.<br />I had to be escorted out of the building and when I got out my bicycle was stolen!<br />And here we are now.The Creeping Crudshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15452070849063269046noreply@blogger.com