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Courage the Cowardly Dog: Last of the Starmakers

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Haunted Places In Plymouth, Massachusetts

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The Spooner House

In August of 2005, a group of workmen were hired to do repairs at the Spooner House in Plymouth, Massachusetts and upon arriving, knocked at the door. A little girl in colonial period costume opened it, which surprised no one as the more than 262 year-old house has been a museum for over 50 years. They got busy with their task, and soon along comes the curator, who curious, asks how they got in. The foreman shrugs and says the little girl let them in.

“What little girl,” the curator asked. The workmen led the curator to the room which the little girl had entered, only to find it, as well as the rest of the house, empty. The workmen, not used to encountering ghosts in broad daylight, packed it in and left.

By all accounts, the ghost of Abigail Townsend is a friendly little spirit, and shouldn’t frighten anyone. Abigail was a tiny thing when the Spooner family took her into the family home in the mid 18th century. The house itself, is one of the oldest houses on one of the oldest streets in America. Built about 1749 on North Street, just one street over from Leyden Street, where according to tradition the pilgrims built their settlement, five generations of Spooners called the two story house their home. Originally constructed for the widow Hannah Jackson, the first Spooner to take up residence was a successful business man and patriot of the American revolution, Deacon Ephraim Spooner. It stayed in the family until the death of James Spooner in 1954. It was James who willed the house and all its furnishings to be turned into a museum. Today it contains over 200 years of original furnishing, giving one a sense of how life has changed, or perhaps how little life has changed in Plymouth over the past two centuries.

And perhaps it’s haunted by James as well. Music has been heard coming from the house when it was quite empty, and James was well-known as a patron of the musical arts. But alas, it’s the creepy little kid ghosts that get all the publicity, and so the music is attributed to Abigail. Though when you think of it, that makes no sense at all, as it’s unlikely an eight year-old girl could have been very musical, and there were no stereos in the 18th century.

Abigail fell victim to a tooth infection, dying in an upstairs room of the Spooner House. There was no penicillin in those days, the infection spread and there was nothing to do about it, but try to comfort the little girl in what must have been an agonizing death.

Since then she’s been seen periodically, peering from the windows, rustling the bushes along the alley, even occasionally standing at the corner of the house. But more recently she’s seem to have become more active. Or perhaps the stories just get more publicity.

According to a local historian, a woman who used to live next door to the Spooner House awoke in the middle of the night to find Abigail standing at the foot of her bed.

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Miles Standish State Park

I have some personal history with this location. I was on a school trip to Plymouth and Carver, MA during my senior year in high school in May 1976. A few of us decided to drive out to the park one evening. Frankly, it is one of the eeriest places I have ever been. I could just feel the spirit activity everywhere I turned. In fact, it was so bad I had to leave earlier than the group…there was a true bad vibration in the area. This was a year before the Ruth Masters murder.

Myles Standish was a pilgrim who came to Plymouth on the Mayflower in 1620. He was known for building a fort in Plymouth, leading the attacks on the Native Americans, and starting trading with various tribes. He kept Plymouth in defense and enforced the law throughout the colony. He went on trips back to England to trade goods to bring back to Plymouth. Some time in the 1630s, he founded Duxbury, a town not far from Plymouth. The haunting in Myles Standish State Forest includes an old abandoned mental hospital that is located somewhere deep in the forest. In another part of the woods lies a lot where murders took place in the 1970s. Not a lot is said about the abandoned hospital; as for the murders, on May 14, 1977, according to the Plymouth Police Department records, a man murdered Ruth Masters (née Ruth Rydberg) while she was riding her bike alone on an isolated trail in the park.

Wayne Masters and his wife Ruth were at Myles Standish State Forest, in Plymouth Mass., for a day of bicycle riding. While riding alone, on an isolated trail, Ruth Masters was attacked by Eric H. Anderson and killed.

Ruth Master was knocked unconsious with a rifle, her throat was cut and her body was mutilated. The case went cold and remained unsolved. In Oct 1977 a woman was assaulted at knifepoint in neighboring Kingston Mass. Eric H. Anderson Jr. confesses to this attack. The attack reminds investigations of the Masters’s unsolved case.

In 1994 Massachusetts State Police and Plymouth Police Department reopened the investigation. While re-examining the case file, police discover a statement from two witnesses from the park the day of Masters’s murder. That statement points investigators to Eric H. Anderson Jr.

Anderson has a long criminal history dating back to a rape conviction in 1957, in 1959 he was declared sexually dangerous, which was later lifted in July 1972. He was released from Bridgewater State Hospital in 1974. In 1977 Anderson was convicted of the attack in Kingston Mass. He was sentenced to 15-20 years in prison, and was released in 1988. Anderson then left Massachusetts and went to live with relatives in Maine. In Dec. 1990 Anderson was sentenced to 25-years in Maine prison for attacking another woman. In 1998 Eric H. Anderson Jr. was indicated for Ruth Masters’s murder, and in 2003 was convicted of first-degree murder and was sentenced to life in prison with no parole.

Since that murder, the area is supposedly haunted by a vengeful spirit and other odd phenomena. I was told later that Ruth Masters’ deadly attack occurred very near the location I had visited in May 1976.

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Cordage Park

Cordage Park opened in 1824 and was the largest factory located in Plymouth. Plymouth Cordage Company was a rope-making company that designed rope specifically for large ships. By the 1900s, it was the largest rope-making factory in the world. After World War II, the company couldn’t compete against a more advanced form of rope made from fiber. In 1964, the factory finally closed down, ending its 140-year run.

Many stories have been told of music being played throughout the old factory as well as children laughing too. Other stories tell of the old elevator operating on its own. Another story is told of a boy who got caught in the smokestack and died. It’s said that his spirit will occasionally throw rocks at passersby. I was told a while back that there are 2 dominant entities that roam throughout. A former security guard stated that the place is definitely haunted. Many times, something would rearrange items on his desk. He also stated that the area around the smokestack would sometimes have a sickening ‘death’ smell. X

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Because of feminism i will never find this show funny again. There goes my childhood

Are you actually serious? Yes, Johnny’s character was a grade A douche bag, however all the women he went after were hot as fuck and yet put him in his place and beat him up for the lewd things he was saying. This show was fucking hilarious and promoted women acting out against chauvinist pigs, such as Johnny. Not once did the women ever fall for him, showcasing that women are to be strong and take NO shit from any man.
Get your shit together, qurl.

Not to mention his mother was cool as shit.

what about the werewolf chick

and the deer


people are fucking stupid as fuck 

The werewolf chick was so used to dudes running away she would take anything she got, same with the “deer” he met online. Both examples of women who are so desperate for companionship they would be happy with a complete and total douche like Johnny. (Even though if I remember correctly Johnny treated both of them better than anyone else ever did, because deep down Johnny Bravo was an okay dude he was acting the way society taught him to act.) 

And wow there was a whole EPISODE where Johnny got turned into a woman and has to endure catcalls and street harassment and being belittled to just a face and a body and basically was like “is this what you girls go through?”and like lead a revolution of girl power and kickassary.
So bye


Johnny Bravo was an great classic cartoon.

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lookatthewords:

thempress:

bbones:

ryulongd:

m0rdin:

spicy-vagina-tacos:

Because of feminism i will never find this show funny again. There goes my childhood

Are you actually serious? Yes, Johnny’s character was a grade A douche bag, however all the women he went after were hot as fuck and yet put him in his place and beat him up for the lewd things he was saying. This show was fucking hilarious and promoted women acting out against chauvinist pigs, such as Johnny. Not once did the women ever fall for him, showcasing that women are to be strong and take NO shit from any man.

Get your shit together, qurl.

Not to mention his mother was cool as shit.

what about the werewolf chick

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and the deer

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people are fucking stupid as fuck 

The werewolf chick was so used to dudes running away she would take anything she got, same with the “deer” he met online. Both examples of women who are so desperate for companionship they would be happy with a complete and total douche like Johnny. (Even though if I remember correctly Johnny treated both of them better than anyone else ever did, because deep down Johnny Bravo was an okay dude he was acting the way society taught him to act.) 

And wow there was a whole EPISODE where Johnny got turned into a woman and has to endure catcalls and street harassment and being belittled to just a face and a body and basically was like “is this what you girls go through?”and like lead a revolution of girl power and kickassary.

So bye

Johnny Bravo was an great classic cartoon.