aight im back with another story of dat fuckin horrid building i worked at..
aight so to get to the basement of the building theres three ways.. some stairs thru the front.. a back entrance from the building and a ram that leads you down from the main room in da building.. teh ramp was where they woudl bring the bodies up to teh parloe after the embalmed dem and shit.. da back entrance was where da hersts woudl drop dem off... aight so im in da basement with my boss and my homie and we are cuttinf som wood for some screen racks that we were making for our screenprinting screens.. keep in mind theres no window and da door that leads to da back alley was closed.. so we feel a breeze some in and some of the lights go out... mt friend and i are spooked but my boss tells us to chill not to worry.. so im like fuck it... so after a while the radio turns on and it has some wierd indian tribal song on some local college station and it spooked da fuck out of me. so i look at my homie and jet the fuck out of there. its wierd cus everytime i was in dat fuckin basement it felt like i was being watched..iv'e had people go there athat have no idea about the ghost but they always feel wierd as fuck in dat basement and want to get the fuck out
aight so to get to the basement of the building theres three ways.. some stairs thru the front.. a back entrance from the building and a ram that leads you down from the main room in da building.. teh ramp was where they woudl bring the bodies up to teh parloe after the embalmed dem and shit.. da back entrance was where da hersts woudl drop dem off... aight so im in da basement with my boss and my homie and we are cuttinf som wood for some screen racks that we were making for our screenprinting screens.. keep in mind theres no window and da door that leads to da back alley was closed.. so we feel a breeze some in and some of the lights go out... mt friend and i are spooked but my boss tells us to chill not to worry.. so im like fuck it... so after a while the radio turns on and it has some wierd indian tribal song on some local college station and it spooked da fuck out of me. so i look at my homie and jet the fuck out of there. its wierd cus everytime i was in dat fuckin basement it felt like i was being watched..iv'e had people go there athat have no idea about the ghost but they always feel wierd as fuck in dat basement and want to get the fuck out