This 2 A.M. Uber Ride Took A Strange Turn 👀
An Uber driver picks up a passenger at 2:00 AM on a deserted road right next to a cemetery. The passenger is a man wearing a heavy hoodie, sitting in complete silence in the back seat.
After driving for a bit, the driver glances in the rearview mirror and his blood runs cold. The hoodie is completely collapsed—there is absolutely no head on the man’s shoulders. Shaking with pure terror, the driver gathers every ounce of courage and stammers:
“M-Mister… where is your head?”
“M-Mister… where is your head?”
From the floor of the car, the man pops his head up, his face covered in grease, and snaps angrily:
“What do you mean, ‘where is my head’?! I was bending down to pick up a $100 bill I dropped! And what kind of driving is this anyway? The road is full of potholes and your car smells awful—I almost threw up down there!”
“What do you mean, ‘where is my head’?! I was bending down to pick up a $100 bill I dropped! And what kind of driving is this anyway? The road is full of potholes and your car smells awful—I almost threw up down there!”
“Oh… I am so sorry,” the driver sighs with massive relief.
The man sits up straight, wipes his face, and adds calmly:
“But you know, it really is a shame. Back when I was alive, I absolutely detested reckless drivers like you.”
“But you know, it really is a shame. Back when I was alive, I absolutely detested reckless drivers like you.”
