Saturday, 18 July 2009
02:15:14 PM (GMT)
(We all know this is a dumb one! Just for fun, I'm going to point out every thing
dumb about it.)
There was this girl and she was with
her friend. They were looking through peoples MySpace sites.
The girl slowly came upon this one
myspace. It had creatures in the background and the man
looked like a psycho. She started
laughing with her friend commenting on how ugly he was. Right
then, an instant message came up. It said:
SatanStalker: So how do you like my
XxLoVemExX: Who is this anyway?
SatanStalker: Well, you should know;
you're looking at my MySpace right now.
XxLoVemExX: How do you know?
SatanStalker: I know. I know when people look at my MySpace.
XxLoVemExX: What? That doesn't make
any sense, how?
SatanStalker: I just do.
SatanStalker: Especially when pretty girls like you visit.
SatanStalker: With very nice legs I might
At the time the girl was wearing high
shorts. She started to pull them down a little bit to cover whatever she could. She
and her friend started to get worried now.
(That's why you don't dress like a slut people! Other wise, a psychic, psychopath,
demon, pervert dude
will find you on my space and make a pervert comment.)
XxLoVemExX: Ok whatever man you're
starting to scare the living sh*t out of me.
SatanStalker: You should be afraid.
SatanStalker: You wouldn't want an ugly
guy like me touching your legs, right? I mean that's what you just said about me
with your friend a minute ago.
They were in shock.
Her friend: Holy crap man just block him
he's a f***ing psycho!
The girl: Ok holy crap, you think he's
SatanStalker: I am.
(Is the guy staring at them through the window?
Or are we suggesting that he's just what I called him above?)
SatanStalker: Well it wouldn't really
matter if you blocked me anyway; it wouldn't stop me
from coming to your house.
XxLoVemExX: What? My house?
SatanStalker: Yeah, you're both alone so it's not a problem.
XxLoVemExX: Ok I think Im going to
leave now because you're freaking me out.
SatanStalker: Your screen name says
love me, and trust me that won't be a problem.
(Really? I though it said Lo Vem E or LoV em E.)
SatanStalker has just signed off.
The girl and her friend were really
Girls friend: Whatever lets just go upstairs, trust me.
I doubt he's really coming.
It's just a joke from someone.
They went upstairs and were having a pillow fight. All of a sudden
girls friend said she had to go to the bathroom. The girl said ok.
Ten minutes later the girl noticed that her friend was still in the bathroom and
wondering what was up. She goes and knocks but no one says anything.
She opens th door and finds her friend there on the floor dead. She started to
scream but when she turned around he was there.
(Didn't they hear him braking in? He must have been outside the house.
Why didn't they lock everything up just in case? Why didn't they
call the police? Oh wait! He would have blocked the phone, just like
in every other horror story!)
News the next morning reported that there was one girl dead in the bathroom; her
neck sliced with blood all over
the room. Her head was nailed to the wall. Just her head.
(Well, that guy sure has a weird way of showing love. Wait, did her friends body
go poof or something?
Did he take her body away? The news said only one girl, not two! But there were two
girls! And the one
girls head was nailed to the wall. By her hair? Or was it through her head itself?
That was one LONG nail then! Gee, that would brake the skull. Didn't the neighbors
hear the nail being hammered in?
Or are they deaf and mute? Or did they have no neighbors? And were the girls teens,
or grown ups?
If teens, their parents must be used to the girls killing themselves in the bath room
if they never saw the mess...)
If you do not repost this tonight
there will be three men, one in your bathroom, one in your room, and one killing
your parents at that very moment. Starting tonight at 1:30am. Well what are you
(I'm waiting for this to make sense in my head, which it's failing very miserably.
if this story is about one guy killing two girls, then were did the other 2 guys
from? You would think they would be in the story too. And how does parents fit
into all this? This is obviously targeted to people who still live with their
Repost or you are going to die!
(yeah sure! I'm so dead right now! I read this before and didn't die.
One another note:
Who found out this story anyways? If the two girls died, they couldn't have told
anyone what happened. And I doubt the psycho would go telling the world what he did.
So who wrote this?! Was one of the girls ghost writing?! Or is it written by the
other two guys that weren't in the story? And how do they know that I didn't repost
it? Of wait! They're psychic, psychopath, demon, pervert dudes! Of coarse! That makes
perfect sense! You hear about this all the time in the news!)
(Well, that ends our chain letter crap for now. Thanks to 'goatsucker' for sending
this to me so I can point things out! Remember, don't talk to psychic, psychopath,
demon, pervert dudes on myspace! They might come and nail your head to a wall cause
they like to kill people for saying bad things about them and hurting their wittle