Curses! Special thanks to BATW Ambassador MLT for risking damnation to bring us this BATG photo!
| Hello, afterlifers and believe-it-or-not types, and welcome to Bucksport, Maine. Today the beans have traveled into the cemetery to bring you yet another adventure into the world of mysterious happenings from beyond the grave. (With apologies to Count Floyd: "Oooh - scary, boys and girls!")This is the gravesite monument for Bucksport founder Colonel John Buck. Now, what makes ol' Johnny's marker interesting is the stain on the front - what appears to be a woman's leg. Some say she's wearing stockings, some think it's a boot. Either way, there's little denying that it looks a whole lot like a dame's gam. But why is it there? Well, this is where the story gets interesting... According to local legend (gossip?), the stain came around after Col. Buck burned a witch at the stake, and her medium-rare leg rolled out of the fire (SPEWWWWW!). Her understandably ticked-off son placed a curse on Johnny boy's grave, saying that the image of the leg would forever haunt his eternal rest. And so it does, to this day. Supposedly they tried cleaning it off, but the stain keeps coming back. (But now that it's a tourist attraction, there's no way it's ever coming off, now is there?) Of course, naysayers have scoffed this theory for years, and rightly so. There never were any witch burnings in Maine, and quite frankly, don't you think that they could've come up with something a little more devastating in the way of curses than tombstone graffiti? I mean, all those eyes of newts should be good for something a little more darker... Regardless, the frijoles enjoyed their time in the graveyard, and encourage all of you to keep an open mind about mysterious curses, lest you end up in a can with a picture of beans all over it... Oh, hey! Wait! |
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