Writer's Block: Folktales of the City

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I once convinced someone that New York City is infested with packs of feral chihuahuas that spread disease and die in the walls like rats.

Comments

[stardragonca.livejournal.com]

You're a bad, bad person. 8D

[6-bleen-7.livejournal.com]

Not all urban legends are false, you know. My favorite true one is the math professor who wrote an "unsolvable" problem on the blackboard, and a student, thinking it was assigned as homework, solved it.

[bare-bear.livejournal.com]

Hahahaha! You'd get along great with my great aunt! She's always doing that to people. :D

[tod-hollykim.livejournal.com]

Ah, man! You let on about the chihuahuas!?! Now how are we going to get the alien hamsters?

[eac.livejournal.com]

Hey, chihuahuas are scary...

[kel-reiley.livejournal.com]

i have never heard that one before :D

[wcg.livejournal.com]

For the longest time I thought the stories about Baltimore rat fishing were just an urban legend. But no, there really is a Baltimore Area Rat Fishing league. They meet in bars where they bait hooks and then step out into the alleys to cast for rats.

[splix.livejournal.com]

I don't know that that's necessarily in the realm of the unbelievable....

[stardragonca.livejournal.com]

My Godmother's BIL convinced some people in Montana that all the cars coming from Canada had electrical plugs coming out of their grills because Canadian cars run on electricity. Because there's no gasoline in Canada.
(The plugs are from the block heaters that keep the engine from freezing overnight in winter.)

[jongibbs.livejournal.com]

The first urban legend I ever heard was the one about the girl who parks in the dark woods with her boyfriend for a bit of tongue-wrestling. They hear strange noise nearby. He gets out to investigate, but never returns. She gets more and more nervous. Torchlights appear nearby, then she sees a police car. The cop tells her to get out of the car and run towards him and 'Whatever you do, don't look back!'

She gets out, runs towards him, then, as you can imagine, she looks back, only to see a horrifying creature on the roof of her car, holding her boyfriend's severed head in its hands.

As far as stories go, it's not that good, but when you're eight years old on the first night of your first ever camping trip, it sounds a lot more believeable.

Didn't get a lot of sleep that night :)