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So it don't bother him | Tall tale Monday afternoon feeling sick. When I was a little kid my dad told me that the boogie man lived in-between the double yellow lines on the freeway. That was why noone could go over them. If we saw someone break the law and go over them he said, "The boogie man is going to follow them home now." Being not of a resonable age I was scared to death. My dad once went over the double yellow lines and I was scared to death. Of course he said that the boogie man was on vacation so he didn't catch us but I was still scared to death, and every once and I while. Whenever we go over the double yellow lines I always look down and wonder. Could the boogie man live in between there? 10 Comments. smart? maybe you should get a new boogie man after a distressful childhood..
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