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I was in the back of a hearse once...it was kinda creepy.

I used to be friends with this lady whose husband was a mortician, and they lived above the funeral home he worked in. I spent the night there with some other people, and everybody kept trying to freak the other person out.
 
I thought I had a hearse memory, but it turned out to be a scene from Silence of the Lambs. :reject::der::huh:
 
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I don't like them either :no:

Last April, I was going to a baby shower in Northern Calif and we were stuck in traffic on the San Mateo bridge during a huge downpour when I noticed we were sitting next to hearse. It was right by my window and it really creeped me out...then I noticed how long the funeral procession was and looked ahead and saw a military escort and realized I was sitting next to a soldier killed in Iraq :(
 
Oh, how lovely ^^^^. *Shudders*

Bonochick said:
I used to be friends with this lady whose husband was a mortician, and they lived above the funeral home he worked in. I spent the night there with some other people, and everybody kept trying to freak the other person out.

Great.

I could not stand to live right above a funeral home. That'd just be too...ugh...:no:...

Halloween night must be an absolute blast for the people who live there.

As for hearses...I've never been in one, nor have I seen one in my town or anything. I've just seen them on T.V. But yes, they creep me out, too.

Cemetaries, funeral homes, morgues, and hearses-four places I would feel really weird and creeped out being in (hearses not nearly as much as the other three...but still kinda freaky).

Angela
 
Bono's American Wife said:
then I noticed how long the funeral procession was and looked ahead and saw a military escort and realized I was sitting next to a soldier killed in Iraq :(

:(

i always wonder who is inside. and it depresses me to know someone has left the world in there and there is a family in mourning. i usually say a little prayer before i pass one.
 
Everyone here celebrates funerals like there was a party - I was invited out one night by my friend and we were all partying at some club and all his family were up dancing and gettink drunk and I thought I was at a wedding party :uhoh:

I saw the hearse for a woman on tv tonight and it nearly made me cry - it was all very sad.
 
When Ghostbusters 2 was in theatres, I was quite young, and the radio had a contest to see a screening of it, and their question was something to the effect of "What kind of car was used to construct the Ecto1 (ghostbusters car)" and I called in, told them it was a Hearse, and they let me win ;D

So I have an itty bitty t-shirt, a ghostbusters 2 poster (on the back of my door), a small ghostbusters 2 poster (rolled safely in a cardboard tube), and memories of being one fo the first people to see one of my favourite movies evar.

In that respect, I always sorta smile at hearses, and people think Im crazy - which I am, but thats besides the point.
 
Once, on an otherwise empty country road under an overcast sky, I drove just behind a hearse that was gliding slowly along. I happened to have Blue Oyster Cult's Don't Fear the Reaper playing at high volume on my car's cd player. I decided to pass the ambling hearse, and just as I moved up to its side, I looked over and I swear - I swear -- I saw through its rear side window an open casket. The body of the elderly man inside was propped up so that I could see his face, and he appeared to be looking at me.
 
my boyfriend salutes them when he sees them.

:| i never really like seeing them. it's probably due to our society's fear of death.
 
My neighbor drives one. He has little skull and crossbones as the door lock thingies. He's in some hardcore band and they use it to haul their equipment. It's quite the conversation piece.
 
In all honesty, they really don't bother me at all. :shrugh: I think cemetaries are really interesting, though, so maybe I'm just weird. :huh::reject:
 
Not too long ago -- in the parking lot of a Bob's Big Boy restaurant -- I happened upon a meeting of people who collect hearses and old fire trucks and other emergency vehicles.

Talk about an odd group of people.. haha
 
They dont bother me either. I'm weird like meggie I think. I find them very sombre sure, but elegant and solemn. I always flick my lights on when I drive past one or a funeral procession.
When I was in primary school, I saw an occupied hearse pull up to the mechanic across the road from the playground so we all hovered at the fence to stare. Soon after the whole street and parking area was filled with bikies and such and another hearse, empty, pulled up and they put in the back a beautiful Harley. Years later I was telling someone about this who knew some bikies and she said some got buried with their bikes. Dunno if that is really true or not but it does explain why there was the 2 hearses.
 
I work for the death care industry (yeah, such a thing exists) and I've kinda lost my sensitivity towards all things death related. It's sad, but that's the way it is when you're exposed to the same thing every single day. :shrug:
 
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