White Dress
April 21, 2008
Once there was beautiful young girl who was invited to a dance, but her poor family couldn’t afford a brand new dress for the dance, and they really wanted to let their pretty daughter go.
They had almost given up hope when they saw in the window of a pawn shop, a beautiful white dress!
The young girl loved the dress so much that they bought it (it was the only one they could afford anyway), so when the
dance night came, the beautiful girl danced the night away, and had a wonderful time…so far.
She went to bed exhausted that night, she never took off the dress, and she never came downstairs in the morning. When her parents worried they went up to check on her…she was not breathing!
Her father quickly took her to the hospital and he patiently waited to hear that she would recover, she never did,
instead the doctor came out to tell him that her body was infected with embalming fluid and that the dress she had been wearing was contaminated with formaldehyde.
How could it be? The father asked. He later learned that the dress she had been wearing was stolen by a graveyard worker and put up for sale in the pawn shop.
The first girl who owned the dress is dead and the new owner will join her in the graveyard shortly.
Seven Seven
April 5, 2008
This is an actual email sent to us, word for word. It is, of course, an Urban Legend of the classic type, and also a complete fabrication. Please read to the bottom to learn the truth.
> YOU MUST KNOW *77
> I knew about the red light on cars, but not the *77 It was about 1:00
> p.m. in the afternoon, and Lauren was driving
> to visit a friend. An UNMARKED police car pulled up behind her and put his
> lights on. Lauren’s parents have always told her never to pull over for an
> unmarked car on the side of the road, but rather to wait until they get to
> a
> gas station, etc.
>
> Lauren had actually listened to her
> parents advice, and promptly called *77 on her cell phone to tell the
> police dispatcher
> that she would not pull over right away. She proceeded to tell the
> dispatcher that there was an unmarked
> police car with a flashing red light on his rooftop behind her. The
> dispatcher
> checked to see if there were police cars where she was and there weren’t,
> and
> he told her to keep driving, remain calm and that he h a d back up already
> on the
> way.
>
> Ten minutes later 4 cop cars surrounded
> her and the unmarked car behind her. One policeman went to her side and
> the
> others surrounded the car behind. They pulled the guy from the car and
> tackled
> him to the ground. The man was a convicted rapist and wanted for other
> crimes.
>
> I never knew about the *77 Cell Phone F ea ture,
> but especially for a woman alone in a car, you should not pull over for an
> unmarked car. Apparently police have to respect your right to keep going
> to a
> safe & quiet place. You obviously need to make some signals that you
> acknowledge them (i.e. put on your hazard lights) or call *77 like Lauren
> did.
>
> Too bad the cell phone companies don’t generally give you this little
> bit of wonderful information.
>
> *Speaking to a service representative at
> ** Bell Mobility confirmed that *77 was a direct link
> to state trooper info. So, now it’s your turn to let your friends know
> about *77.
>
> Send this to every woman ( and person)
> you know; it may save a life. This
> applies to ALL 50 states
This is false. You should simply dial 911, *77 doesn’t connect to anything on my Verizon phone.
My friend Jim, 25 year LA County Deputy hasn’t heard of it. He is asking others for us.
I spoke to Iron County Dispatch, they said (in this area) 911 is central dispatch, in other regions 911 is fragmented.
Officers should, but do not always, radio in an attempted stop. Dispatch said it is not uncommon that a person will call to see if a car is attempting a stop and dispatch (in Iron County) frequently has to verify that there is an officer attempting a stop, in that area, and a car like the one they drive. So they have to stop.
There is nothing wrong with the idea that you check if an unmarked patrol car is attempting a stop.
Simply dial 911 (if you have phone signal). Or simply continue to drive to a gas station or other populated place.
This is a good urban legend/scary story and we will definitely post it at http://scareo.com It’s a variation of the “high beams” story.
It is dangerous to say that “*77 works in all 50 states”, it doesn’t work on Verizon phones in Southern Utah, that’s for sure!
But it is also dangerous BS that could get a person killed. You MUST tell people to dial 911 or learn correct procedures for your own region or regions you visit and frequent. DON’T pass around incorrect information that gives people a false sense of security, and has them trying to dial a fictitious number at a time when 911 is always appropriate, and (as far as I have been able to learn) no other number is.
Any reply is welcome.
This famous urban legend has a ton of variations, two of them are “High Beams” and also “Credit Card”
Credit Card
April 5, 2008
Melanie was stopped at a full service gas station.
She was recently married, to a surgeon, and wanted to feel rich for a change. So she let the attendant wash the window and check the oil, even though the gas was twice as expensive, it was late and she was tired.
After the gas pump stopped the attendant took her credit card into the station to run up the bill. As he ran the card he looked strangely at Melanie and she thought “oh no, he’s going to hit on me, I know it”.
Sure enough, the attendant came to the car a little to casually and asked her to come into the station.
“Why?” she asked.
“There is something wrong on the card and you’ll need to talk to the company about it on the phone.”
“No, there is nothing wrong, my husband is a surgeon, we have plenty of money, and I am not going in there.”
“Please maam, it’ll only take a second.”
Melanie huffed, and opened her door. Suddenly an arm encircled her neck and started to pull her back into the car from the back seat. The attendant smashed the rear window with a tire iron and stabbed at the attacker.
Melanie screamed and bit on the hand of her attacker as police vehicles surrounded the station.
Breathlessly the attendant explained. I saw him trying to hide on the floor of your car ma’am, I didn’t call the credit card company at all, I called 911. I just came out because I was afraid he would attack before they got here.
This story is a variation of the “High Beams” and “*77″ Urban Legend. It has strong supporters who claim that at least one variation is true. This famous urban legend has a ton of variations, a recent one is “*77″ and also “High Beams”
High Beams
April 5, 2008
Janet was driving home on the outskirts of Couer D’ Alene, Idaho. It was late and she was tired from serving dinners all day and most of the night at her table waiting job.
At the last red light, before the road turned to highway, the car behind her hit his lights high beam and low beam over and over. Irritated she blew through the light and sped away into the country section of the highway.
The car followed her, very closely, and on tight curves, or over hills, he would hit his high beams on and off.
Terrified Janet sped through the pines, over a dirt road she knew well, hoping to put some distance between herself and the menacing tailgater. At the top of a hill near her home she would have car phone signal for only a minute or two. Carefully dialing 911, she held her finger on the “call” button, as the lights blinked again, high and low beams, glaring in her rear window.Just at the top of the hill she hit “call” button and screamed into the phone “a car is following me on Twin Lakes Road, he is tailgating, and blinking his lights at me!”
Janet gave her address, and in a few minutes she saw red blinking lights following her, she breathed a sigh of relief as she pulled into her driveway, but suddenly the tailgater pulled in tight behind her and savagely blinked rapid fire HIGH, LOW, HIGH, LOW!
Four patrol cars screeched to a stop on Janet’s drive and lawn, they pulled the man out of the tailgater car and spread-eagled him on the lawn. With guns drawn they arrested him as he screamed “There is someone in her car, someone in her car!”
Then a deputy approached Janet to calm her, he suddenly drew his pistol and fired into her back seat, two rounds less than a second apart.Janet screamed and turned around. The bloody corpse of murderer was in her back seat, still holding the butcher knife intended for her throat. There were duct tape, a hood, and handcuffs lying on the seat next to him.
The tailgater in the grass said, “I blinked my lights every time I saw him raise the knife!”
This famous urban legend has a ton of variations, a recent one is “*77″ and also “Credit Card”
