The Ghostly Car Ad

Holloween is coming and a lot of weird stuff are already happening! And I thought I was weird.

Read this first:

Hey Folks,

This one is really wild, but make sure you read the
info below before you view the video and turn up
the volume if you can.

This is a car advertisement from Great Britain.
When they finished filming the ad, the film editor
noticed something moving along the side of the
car, like a ghostly white mist. They found out that a
person had been killed a year earlier in that exact
same spot. The ad was never put on TV because
of the unexplained ghostly phenomenon.

Watch the front end of the car closely as it clears
the trees in the middle of the screen and you'll see
the white mist crossing in front of the car then
following it along the road....Spooky!

Is it a ghost, or is it simply mist? You decide. If
you listen to the ad, you'll even hear the
cameraman whispering in the background about
it near the end of the commercial.

A little creepy but it seems to be authentic. Click HERE to watch the clip.

Pisshiteater

The driver had no idea we were right behind his jeepney. My pedicab driver made a sharp left turn. The jeep, still backing-up, hit the front of my pedicab.

October 5, 2005 was the strangest day of my life.

I almost got hit by a car then a few minites later my pedicab collided with a jeepney, leaving me shocked for a few hours, (i was shivering and pale all over). My mother got sent to the hospital for an emergency HB

check-up, (poor mom). Then finally, after visiting mom, I saw a dying person on his deathbed, surrounded by his weeping loved ones.

I feel like all that had happened on that fateful day are a messages. Maybe there's something i have to do? Or maybe somethings trying to tell me that RP is in shambles and that GMA is a faceless douchebag

who has to be destroyed?

Or maybe it's time I really really have to take good care of my Mami?

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We found a kitten, trapped inside our drain pipe. It kept on meowing and meowing for three whole days.

Today, it's in a basket, peeing on old newspapers and over it's own food. I want to call her Pisshiteater.