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These are some lies we made up about Roseburg.
A wandering ghost can be made out time and again waving to cars next to a shady road in close proximity to Roseburg. If you talk to the residents, this ghost may be the soul of a local person who passed away here in Roseburg some decades ago.
A space invader has now and then been spotted posting a package at a Roseburg post office.
An extraterrestrial explorer from outer space is every so often distinguished swallowing fuel from a gas pump at a refueling station in Roseburg.
A very large baboon is known to have been witnessed on a small number of occasions at night looking at Shady Point.
A massive finch can once in a while be seen in Amacher County Park at midnight pulling a corpse through some bushes.
The ghost of an airliner pilot has repeatedly been distinguished reading a pamphlet by Barager Creek. No matter what people express, it unquestionably is a frightening spirit that you don't want to bump into on a dark night.
A sizeable
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bloodcurdling ogre is often perceived searching for another ghost down at the shore at Eugene Log Pond.
The ghost of a strong lumberjack hauling a sizeable axe has purportedly been made out on a handful of instances looking at the water by Mar-Linn Timber Corporation Log Pond Dike before dawn.
A space invader from planet Jupiter can often
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be seen near Burkhart Rapids at the stroke of midnight staring.
An ET from deep space may be made out frequently on the apex of Burg Mountain before dawn glancing at the vista.
The martian pilot of an alien spaceship has now and then been perceived in Champagne Creek Valley in the early morning hours attempting to touch something.
An ET from planet Pluto is every so often observed articulating into the night as if someone else was nearby.
An extraterrestrial from another galaxy is known to have been distinguished on many instances walking a Saint Bernard before dawn on a murky Roseburg street.
A terrifying skeleton can once in a while be observed staring through flat windows in Roseburg at midnight. Based on what the local residents say, this phantom may well be a famous yesteryear local of Roseburg.
A space invader was made out crying out people's names outside Oregon Caves National Monument.
A gentleman that transformed into a vampire appeared watching TV in a Roseburg living room around midnight.
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Scared by the eye witnesses the phantom made its way into the night.
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Ghost Sightings From Roseburg
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Ghost Sightings From Roseburg
Gertrude went hunting and accidentally shot a man. She rushed him to Doctor Rueprecht and explained to him what had happened.
- He kept screaming ''I'm a deer, I'm a deer'' but I guess he was screaming ''I'm not a deer. I just got caught up in the excitement I guess and shot him thinking he was a deer. Tell me Doctor, is he going to make it?
- Well, said the doctor, his chances would have been better if you wouldn't have skinned him.
The town reverend had called together a special town meeting to expose the wickedness of the local casino.
- Who's the richest man in this town? Well let me tell you, it's the casino owner. Who's got the nicest car? the casino owner. Who's got the biggest house? Again the casino owner! And who's paying for all of this? You people are, by spending your hard earned cash in his casino! You people must all stop gambling at the casino or else you will just get poorer and poorer.
The speech made a great impression on Arthur, the local bookstore owner. The next day he met the reverend in front of his book store.
- Reverend, I want to thank you for opening my eyes and letting me see the true nature of gambling and how it robs good people of their livelyhood.
- Well I'm very glad to hear that, I take it you have given up gambling then?
- Hell no, said Arthur, I'm converting my bookstore into a casino.
My dad built the Rocky Mountains!
Yeah, well, my dad killed the dead sea.
What's the difference between a coward and a careful person?
A coward is someone else, a careful person is yourself.
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