old ''Lochie''

The legend of the Loch Ness monster goes back to the Middle Ages.

There was a tale that the Loch had a mysterious creature called a "water horse" or a "kelpie", that would supposedly lure travellers to their death.

The very first recorded "sighting" was in the year AD 565, TODAY.

St. Columba chanced upon the funeral of a man who had swum in the loch - and had been bitten to death by this Loch Ness monster.

Another report says that St. Columba boldly told the "fearsome beastie" to behave itself.

His incantations appeared to work, as there have been no more reports of the monster attacking people.


Actually, i have no idea why i posted this.

Prespcetvie

Aoccdrnig to rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht ordedr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be at the rghit pclae.

The rset can be a total mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef but the wrod as a wlohe.

the car wasn't moving

Soooo....

There I was, sitting in the car of my good bud Fred, when my stomach rumbles. It sounded like we went over a pothole.

At first I sighed in relief for we were IN a car; this way, Fred would simply think it WAS a pothole, saving me the embarrassment.

However, this relief was quickly subdued by my panic: the car wasn't moving.

How could he expect to think that that noise was a pothole when the car wasn't moving?

My stomach rumbled again.

He looked at me. I looked out the window.

The man on the moter-cycle beside me looked at me. Apparently he had heard me too.

oookkkk

I had to salvage the situation. I opened my mouth, quickly checked to make sure I wasn't going to suddenly burp, then said: "Heeyy Fred..you wanna go to McDonalds?"

He was still looking at me.

I looked past him , through the window at the drive-through window.

ohhh

Shaking his head in silent wonder at my stupidity, he turned and ordered.

Fred: Uhh..I'd like a sausage and egg McMuffin Meal...

Cashier: And what would you like to drink, sir?

Fred: Umm..orange juice.

Cashier: Alright, would you like anything el-

Fred: WAIITT!!! Change that drink! I need a apple juuice instead. You HAVE to change it.

Cashier: Sure, sir. Anything else?

Fred: Yes, I would like two more sausage and egg McMuffin meals...

Cashier: And to drink?

Fred: 2 orange juices.

Me: What?!!

I looked out my window.

The biker man was still there.

I waved.