Theos-Talk Archives (October 2010 Message tt00167)

To this day I can, unquestionably, say it was one of the creepiest houses I ever lived in.  And after living there awhile I didn't need any pictures to convince me it was like some sort of gashouse - further, after finding a few gasmasks (I never did figure out where they came from, they just 'poof' showed up one day) tucked in between some paint cans on a shelf in the garage I was, yup, pretty convinced it was time to move. 

--- In theos-talk@yahoogroups.com, "esapress@..." <esapress@...> wrote:
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> These last couple of days I've been giving some serious thought to a word riddle that started a couple of years back.
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> First, an internet pal sent me a jpeg pic, an illustration of a green claw underneath which was written Striker.
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> The next year I moved out of state and into a house that was/is owned by an AZ baseball player.  
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> First I found a pile of photos tucked or hid really in a drawer - they were photos of a group of gals/girls and some place in Oregon, like some sort of convention/assembly, there were also several pics of a trail sign, from further to closer, and the sign said; End of the Trail.  And on the back were written numbers and when I put them in order they of course ended with the closest End of the Trail picture.  
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> There were also a few other interesting pics, unnumbered, of a gal squeezing herself into a large wooden picture frame, posing for a bunch of pictures, pretty inventive setting actually.
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> Shortly after and after I finished unpacking, one day when I was vaccuming I moved a throw rug and noticed someone had written on its backside; Strike Back, Mushroom Cap.  So I checked the other throw rug in the garage, and it'd been written on too, it said; Strike Back, Dark Stucco.
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> The house didn't have any mushroom cap nor dark stucco.
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> Next, yup, there is an next - curious how word riddles develop.
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