Are the actresses in a spook alley supposed to be MORE frightened than the paying public?

Sam was visiting a large spook alley at Halloween. He had been startled a few times but over all it hadn’t been bad. Then he came to a part that was pit black. The darkness was at least disconcerting. He reached for the smooth concrete wall to guide him along. The wall change from smooth and cold, to rigid and warmer. Then finally to soft and squishy for just a moment when a strobe of light flashed long enough for him to see that he was no longer holding the wall, but a female actress from the ally. So even though his team was now out of the MLB Playoffs, HE still got to second base.

Yesterday

Slpish Splash was a made up bash.

Splish Splash...

Beth was dating a guy on her college football team. They had just suffered a heartbreaking loss to a team rival. Beth and her man had gone to dinner after the team had been released for the night. Then they were going to watch a movie in his apartment style dorm room. When they got there, Beth went to use the restroom. After doing her “thing” she decided to steal a minute to look around… She opened the drawers and cabinets. Then she pulled back the shower curtain and found the most horrifying thing… his roommate was asleep in what had probably been a very comforting bath before she screamed and woke him up.

Sorry for the absense.

The Chili's story is straight shootin.

Chili's "got" To Go

Peter and his son loved to eat at Chili’s. There was one in the town next to them that they patronized often. Now all Chili’s restaurants, in New England at least, have the same floor plan. But one afternoon they were on their way home from a road trip and stopped at a different store than their usual. They headed to the bathroom and Peter’s son mentioned that this Chili’s did not offer urinals. Then they heard a mighty scream as a lady came out of one of the stalls. The restaurant was identical to the one they were used to. Well all except for which side of the hall the men’s room was on.

Yesterday

I lied like a politicain.

How to Catch a Politician

Paula was running for Superintendent of Schools when a constituent asked her in a town debate; “As Superintendent would you fire Mr. Sweeney for his addiction to pain killers”? Paula responded that Mr. Sweeney, though a very nice man and a fabulous teacher, would no longer have a position with the school district because he could not be trusted to be straight while students were in his care, placing them all in danger in case of emergency. It was a very good answer… except there was not now, nor had there ever been a Mr. Sweeney working for the district.