The Great Clown Purge 2016 or Greg & Dana don't believe in chiropractors....

The Cracking Man. this was the topic on Greg & Dana's Haunted Objects podcast....dealing with a clown doll they received. he was called The Cracking Man. so, I found this on Reddit.

Posted by u/Tripleshot3000 2 years ago The Crackling man I'd heard the stories, but of course as any normal high schooler i of course wrote it off as just another horror story. But this is different, real even. Hell maybe i'm just crazy, but i saw something that night, i know that. In my town recently there's been cases of people that appeared crushed or something like that. They had looked like a brick wall fell on their heads and smushed them flat. The news stations all seemed to be keeping quiet, maybe there wasn't enough to report on but everyone knew about it. It was just another day in the same old boring school, summer was far away but what else was new. That's when i heard the story from my friend, lets call him Rob. I believe the story went something like this, " Have you ever heard of the Crackling man? No? Well let me tell you about it. They say when a lone person is walking the streets at night with no one around they'll hear a very odd sound, a sound that almost sounded like knuckles popping, or a back popping from being twisted. Apparently if you hear this sound while walking alone, the Crackling man is behind you. They say the only way to survive is to never turn around and you have to crack each finger on both hands, apparently if you cant pop each one before you hear him by your side he will twist your limbs till you just a blob on the road." What a ridiculous story, that's what i thought. I also happen to think those are the very words that almost ended my life. My club activities keep me out very late on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Its a pain really, but I joined because my childhood friend practically came crying to me begging me to join cause most of the members were gone. I, of course, accepted out of pity. It was a Monday night, I was leaving a little earlier than usual because there was a power outage in our town. It was late enough however for the sun to set behind the hills in the distance. I live about 2 miles from my school so its just a simple walk home at night so i never really worry too much. I usually walk home with Rob but he was sent home, again. As i walked down the street under a cover of pure black i noticed that even the street lamps were out, i wrote if off and started to walk just a bit faster. that's when i heard it, faint but distinct "CRRAACCKK" I then made what was probably the worst mistake of my life... I turned around and said Rob you better stop fucking with me, what stared back at me was... wrong, it just wasn't right. an extremely tall man who was crouched down to walk at the same height as me wearing pure black like the night itself, a face of pure white, like a porcelain mask. But what was truly horrifying and wrong was the fact that each limb, each finger, even its toes were bent out of shape. All i could do was stare, as it took another step its whole body twitched and cracked and a deep and raspy voice groaned it pain. My first thought was to run, but he could have caught up to me in seconds. Should i crack my fingers? Yes, lets try that. one by one starting with the left thumb to the left pinky finger they all cracked, with each crack the creature almost seemed to move back a little as if scared. I pulled my right thumb, pushed my right pointer finger and kept going, just one more left. My pinky, i pulled, nothing, i pushed, nothing. Its eyes almost seemed to light up, as if in pure joy. It moved closer, one loud awkward step at a time. I started to move backwards almost as if running backwards...I tripped, what am i? A horror movie character. When faced with this THING I'm really going to trip now? As if god himself took pity on me i broke my fall with my hand, my right hand, despite the creature not moving a crackle echoed through the night sky. I looked up once i collected my thought to find... it, no more than a foot away, eyes wide as if it had seen a ghost. Its backwards feet twisted as if it was about to run off. Then, the lights came back on, i was laying on the ground where i had tripped, and in front of me was, paramedics? what happened? I sat upright as fast as i could, why was i in so much pain. I slowly looked to my left to see that the thing had got to me before the light came back on. I couldn't believe it, how could a hand bend like that, how could each finger be twisted into a spiral? I screamed. As i lifted my hand to look at what had happened, i heard a crack. Was it me, no couldn't have been so, that means... It came from behind you.

Fatty Arbuckle weighed 16 lb at birth or.....Troy went to L.A. when they opened The Black Dahlia Files. And it wasn't George Hodel.