After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was hastily buried to prevent the spread of whatever had done her in. Margorie was buried with a valuable ring, which her husband had been unable to remove due to swelling. This made her an even better target for body snatchers, who could cash in on both the corpse and the ring.
The evening after Margorie was buried, before the soil had even settled, the grave-robbers showed up and started digging. Unable to pry the ring off the finger, they decided to cut the finger off. As soon as blood was drawn, Margorie awoke from her coma, sat straight up and screamed.
The fate of the grave-robbers remains unknown. One story says the men dropped dead on the spot, while another claims they fled and never returned to their chosen profession.
Margorie climbed out of the hole and made her way back to her home.
Her husband John, a doctor, was at home with the children when he heard a knock at the door. He told the children, “If your mother were still alive, I’d swear that was her knock.”
When he opened the door to find his wife standing there, dressed in her burial clothes, blood dripping from her finger but very much alive, he dropped dead to the floor. He was buried in the plot Margorie had vacated.
Margorie went on to re-marry and have several children. When she did finally die, she was returned to Shankill Cemetery in Lurgan, Ireland, where her gravestone still stands. It bears the inscription “Lived Once, Buried Twice.”
what did i just read
Irish women are strong as fuck
I’m Irish and I can conclude that we are motherfucking metal
AU where the Potters live and James and Sirius make a fake birth certificate that says “Elvendork James Potter”, leave it casually (but strategically) lying somewhere fourteen-year-old Harry would find it, revel in the ensuing chaos as Harry tries to come to terms with the fact that ‘Harry’ might just have been a nickname all these years, and high-five at their excellent mischief over butterbeers.
That is, until Lily finds out.
If an intruder ever comes to fucking murder you. You throw your mother fucking head back pull your arms in weird shapes and whip your head forward again and say the anti crist has awoken whilst smiling the biggest smile you have ever made. no smart person would ever fuck around with you if you did that.
STOP REBLOGGING THIS PLEASE ABORT MISSION ABORT MISSION
I HAVE NEVER LAUGHED SO HARD IN MY LIFFFEEE
Its called the Death Waltz, and was written as a joke but people have attempted it on piano.
Saxes move downstage.
SWEET JESUS CLICK THAT
initially it seemed as scary as Through the Fire and Flames after the ending credits in GH3, but I quickly realised that was the most monstrous understatement ever.
DOES NO ONE NOTICE “INSERT PEANUTS”
"RELEASE THE PENGUINS"
How is this not the best thing? No period AND you get to be a guy for a week
I GET TO HAVE A DICK FOR A WEEK??? SIGN ME UP
*Presses the button like no tomorrow*
THINK OF THE COSPLAY OPPORTUNITIES
if someone asks me what the girls on tumblr are like, i’m showing them this post