Fat perv Shaky Lou, who liked underage girls, died nearly 20 years ago. He lived in a tackroom where the warehouse sits now. People who work there have reported eerie events like items falling off of shelves on their own and cold pockets that come and go in 1 aisle.
Could Shaky Lou be trying to tell us something from beyond the grave?
For those that didn't know him, he was the guy who led horses into the winner's circle. He always had his cabbie hat on. When they cleaned out his tackroom they found a stash of questionable porn.
