When I was 16 years old (a long time ago) my cousin was getting a ride home with me. We just smoked a fatty when he asked if I had ever seen a human skull. I told him no and he asked if I wanted to see one. I didn't believe him. He had a gym bag with him and he began to open it. I could see in my rear view he pulled out something about the size of a football. I almost shit myself when I seen it was a human skull! I remember it still had meat attached to it's face but was dry like wood, and when he shook it he asked if I could here the rattle. He sayed it was the brain! I freaked out and didn't call him for weeks. It was in the paper a few weeks later smashed in the park of our city. It turns out he got the skull from a crypt here at a close by castle in our city. Him and his friends broke in and took bones and teeth. The skulls owner was named elizibeth from the 18th century. He actually made a neckless out of human teeth. He always a weird one, and at the time he was a bat-caver (you remember those weirdo's with black make-up and spiked hair from the late eighties early nineties?) No one ever found out he did it, but I was discusted with him. Believe it or not he now has a good job and is totally changed. You wouldn't think he was capable of anything like that. Well, I guess people do change.

TGT