I think my vibrator might be haunted. I've been enjoying a quiet evening in front of my computer, which is in my bedroom . Nothing too exciting is happening, I'm just reading my emails, when suddenly I need to go to the loo . So, I go to the loo, and as I'm sitting there, thinking about the state of affairs, I hear this loud noise . It sounds a bit like a revving motorbike .
My estate is a favourite for teenage scrotes on their ****** little bikes, so when I went back into my room, and noticed it was particularly loud in there, I went to the window to close it as shut the noise out. As I do this, I take a look outside - no bike , no teenage twatbag revving an engine - nothing . But the noise is really loud by the windows.
My next door neighbour is a DIY freak and likes to drill at silly times of night . Maybe it's this- so I pick up the phone and ask if he can maybe quit the drilling until tomorrow, and he replys that not only is he not drilling, but he can't hear any noise .
I go to the window again, intent on figuring out the source of the noise . I can't see anything that could be causing it. It's at this time that I notice my curtain is moving ...and on closer examintion, I notice that my newest addition to the vibrator collection has somehow started itself, and is happily rattling away on the windowsill.
This particular one has never been used , because on opening the pack when I got it, it smelt of burning tyres . It's been sitting on my windowsill for months, and I can only assume that some kind of sunlight or moisture based corrosion of the inner workings made it do that - but it was pretty odd!