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Alive, Bitch, and Children: MARGORIE MCCALL LIVED ONCE, BURIED TWICE lord-kitschener: harokissmile: ksteeno: spoookyscary: 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 lived, bitch” irl
Alive, Bitch, and Children: MARGORIE MCCALL
 LIVED ONCE, BURIED TWICE
lord-kitschener:
harokissmile:

ksteeno:

spoookyscary:

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 lived, bitch” irl

lord-kitschener: harokissmile: ksteeno: spoookyscary: After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was h...

Alive, Bitch, and Children: MARGORIE MCCALL LIVED ONCE, BURIED TWICE lord-kitschener: harokissmile: ksteeno: spoookyscary: 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 lived, bitch” irl
Alive, Bitch, and Children: MARGORIE MCCALL
 LIVED ONCE, BURIED TWICE
lord-kitschener:
harokissmile:

ksteeno:

spoookyscary:

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 lived, bitch” irl

lord-kitschener: harokissmile: ksteeno: spoookyscary: After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was h...

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Clothes, Drinking, and Friends: maura quint
 @behindyourback
 maura quint@behindyourback 13h v
 One time a guy and I had flirted, he invited
 me to his room, I went we kissed, I said I
 liked it, he took off his clothes, I touched
 him, he tried to take off my clothes, I
 resisted, he said "seems like you're not
 into this" I said, ehhh, he said, no, it's only
 fun if you want it
 I want to tell a story: Once in high
 school, I felt insecure, I put on a
 tight top too low cut and dark lip
 stick I didn't usually wear. I went to
 a party drank terrible wine coolers,
 too many of them. A man asked
 me if I wanted to leave, I slurred,
 said maybe, He said "mavbe"?
 7:33 PM-28 Sep 18
 459 8,068
 maura quint@behindyourback 13h v
 I said, l'm sorry, he said it's ok. I left
 unmolested. I was lucky, I hadn't met a
 rapist that night.
 419 8,872
 maura quint@behindyourback 13h
 And then he said "maybe isn't yes" and I
 went home that night, un-assaulted,
 because l hadn't talked to a rapist at that
 party
 15t745 13.2K
 maura quint@behindyourback 13h v
 l've been assaulted. I've also been not
 assaulted. The difference didn't seem to
 be what I was wearing, how flirty I was,
 how much I was drinking. The only
 difference seemed to be whether or not
 the men felt it was ok or not to assault.
 maura quint@behindyourback 13h v
 Another story:I went out drinking with girl
 friends at a bar a few years later. I was
 flirting with a guy there, he grabbed my
 hand, pulled me outside, into an alley, he
 kissed me hard and then looked at me
 and said, "yes?" I didn't say anything.
 274
 6,408 43.9K
 4
 394
 6,368 0
 maura quint@behindyourback 13h v
 He said "go back inside then," maybe he
 was annoyed but he meant it, I went back
 inside. There wasn't a rapist at that bar.
 t 435 9,323
The real nice guys

The real nice guys