Netis on üks lehekülg, kus saab lugeda igasuguseid imelikke jutte, ja sellise rääkis mulle Silver. Rääkisin seda ka Annile..
This one really got me:
My grandma told me, to my surprise, one of the most truly brickshitting stories I've ever fucking heard (she lives in a small rural town in Quebec, Canada) :
It was during the spanish flu epidemic in 1918, and people were dieing like crazy. At some point during winter, in their town, they couldn't afford to dig the frozen ground to bury every dead body, so they came to the conclusion they they would have to store all the dead people in some kind of huge storage building, and leave them in there until spring comes.
At some point, there was a girl that was infected, and a few days later, she was declared dead by the town's doctor. So they put her body in the storage building with all the other dead people.
When spring came, they opened the doors. They found the girl surrounded by half-eaten bodies, her eyes wide open, and huge patches of her own hair in her hands. She was dead, but...
SHE WASN'T DEAD WHEN THEY PUT HER IN THERE.
Mille peale ta ütles: miks nad neid laipu ära ei põletanud, rõve hais oleks olnud aga juute põletati ju ka.
Appikene .:D
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Nojah. elu on karm, aga siis poleks vähemalt se türduk pidand laipade keskel enne oma haigusesse surma veel hulluks minema.
pealegi, põletamisega kaasnevad küll keskkonnaprobleemid, aga nuh ehk oleks parem olnud kui määramata ajaks haigustest kubisevad laibad kuskile laohoonesse panna.... kus siis hakkavad toimuma kõik roiskumis ja kõduprotsessid ja neil väikestel haigustekitajatel võimalus ka vohada... mine tea vb ka evolutsioneeruda... ah kurat tühjagi
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