User blog comment:HumboldtLycanthrope/So, like, dude, like, what's up, creepypasta peeps? How's spring going?/@comment-26030957-20160404182913/@comment-26475800-20160408203635

Nice. I have to get off the blonde jokes, because I don't know that many. How far are we going to go with these. I'll post this one and they keep getting worse and worse until one gets deleted.

A nun is at a train station and she has to go to the head. So when she finishes her business she sees one of those fortune teller scales. Not really caring about what her future is, but wanting to know how much she weighs she steps on the scale and puts the coin in.

The scale says she weighs 124.5 lbs and her future is that she will fart in five minutes.

Of course the nun was repulsed by this and she stormed out of the bathroom. Sure enough, five minutes later she farted. Well, the train was running late and she had to go to the loo again.

She looks at the scale and thinking she is going to prove it was a fluke she steps back on. This time it says she weighs 124 lbs and in ten minutes she is going to get raped. Now she is really disgusted and walks out of the bathroom and is determined to write to the manufactures of the scale when she gets by to the convent.

Once again the future comes true and in ten minutes exactly she gets rapped. She is having a conflict with her religion now. She shouldn't believe that someone, let alone something, can tell the future, but the scale was dead on with both predictions. So she goes back to the bathroom and heads directly to the scale.

"Please God," she says, "let me know what is in my future. This must be a sign from you. So please tell me what I need to do."

She placed the coin in the scale tells her her weight and future. "Hello sister," the scale says. "You weigh 124.5 lbs again and with all your farting and fucking around you missed the train."