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This week comes from one of those family legends told ‘round the dinner table… just like I’m always coaxing you to share. And this one is a doozy… so hop in, place the bar securely over your lap, and keep your hands in the ride at all times…
Let’s just say that my dad has always had a flair for scaring people. And even once memorably frightened someone into a change of underwear. But I had no idea how far back it went. So here we go… into my dad’s high school years…
The Exorcist had just come out. And my dad had convinced his buddy Mark to watch it with him. Mark was a good Catholic boy and probably had a fair amount of anxiety about watching the movie. But he bucked up and sat through the thriller without any idea of the terror in store for him.
Oh friends, the movie wasn’t the terrifying part. The real fright began on their drive afterward.
It was a dark night and they were on a pitch-black country road. No illumination except the truck headlights. And as my dad drove on, a creature suddenly ran into their path. The following thumps made it clear that it had met its match with a set of tires.
Curious, my dad backed the truck up and looked at it in the headlights.
And this is what he saw…
(umm, yeah… 50 OnceUponAMiracle points if you can tell me what that’s called and what movie it’s from :)
Okay… so maybe it wasn’t one of those, but more like a durn big one of these:
Which to two high school boys from California, looks exactly like a really freaky huge rat.
So they’re looking at this freaky huge rat thing and trying to figure out what it is… all while on a dark country road while surrounded by trees – and after just having seen The Exorcist… and suddenly this dead thing…
well this dead thing lifts its head and opens an awful teeth-filled snarl at them, then goes back to playing dead.
Which would be enough to freak anyone out, right? Except that my dad has quietly back himself up to the truck and silently climbed in. He throws the truck in gear and hightails it out of there.
Yup. Leaving poor Mark alone in the pitch-black with that freaky huge VERY ALIVE rat thing.
You can guess that Mark had a few choice words for my dad when he pulled the truck back around. But my dad was too busy laughing himself to tears over it.
Mark got in and they headed home.
You’d think that would be the end of my dad’s cruel tricks, right?
(Umm, this is a True Story Tuesday, right? So, no.)
They get to my dad’s place where Mark is staying over – and my dad says goodnight as Mark walks to brush his teeth.
My dad shuts his door, then stealthily sneaks back to Mark’s room. He slides into the space between the wall and the bed and snakes his arm behind the headboard.
Poor Mark, already traumatized by the movie and the possum, settles into bed.
My dad waits for a bit, then suddenly reaches from behind the headboard to grab Mark and to scare the ever living daylights out of him.
I’m guessing if you ever wanted to hear a man scream, that would have been an opportune moment…
Oh ho… you don’t know my dad.
As if Mark hasn’t already shaved 20 years off his life in one evening, and developed a paranoia about my dad’s antics… my dad has yet one more thing up his sleeve.
Another “goodnight”, and my dad heads to his room.
He re-dresses himself and heads for Mark’s room yet again.
Oh yes he did. He stood at Mark’s open door and suddenly flicked on the light.
All poor Mark saw was my dad’s head turning from the wrong angle of his backwards clothes.
Anyone else wonder if Mark ever got his revenge???
Any fun stories to tell about good ol’ dad? Any legendary antics? This is the place! Can’t wait to read your links!