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Originally Posted by Pet_Sounds
My creepy story:
When I was nine years old, I was playing baseball at a neighbourhood park with my best friend. Some guy came up to us and told us he had candy in his car. We'd been well trained. I threw the bat at him and we ran like hell. Unfortunately, neither of us thought to note the make of his car or its license number. I still get nightmares about it.
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Posting in the style of the Batlord:
You missed out on a chance to get some free candy though.