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dude he says WEE JEE like 6057078 times
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6057079 actually.
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i can believe that, i had a couple of strange experiences with ouija boards, i'm not the kind of person who is inclined to believe in spirits and the like either. i'm not saying i wouldn't do one again, those experiences i had were about 12 or 13 years ago, i haven't done one since and the idea does kind of make me feel like i might shit myself, but also i'd be curious to see if something weird might happen again. |
do tell, toilet and bowels.
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Well, I never did a ouija board. But, just curious, do they have similarities to seances? Except for seances being led by one person and its done in the dark?
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they were fun when I was 15.
and I have wanted this ![]() t shirt for a long time just because it's a bit rad. that's about all my interest in the ouija. I prefer other methods of talking to the dead, personally. |
That shirt is just an overt attempt to get spirits to feel up your tits.
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Remember, they come from underneath the board.
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i'd rather talk to the dead when i'm dead.
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it's not as far out as what happened to you but from what i experienced i can imagine freakier stuff happening. one time it answered questions that nobody in the room apart from me could have known the answer to, which kind of weird, but the other time was the one that was way weirder, it was just me and one other friend, we asked some questions and just got nonsense answers and then the pointer started to move very very fast in a circle (too fast for it to have been my friend messing around) and we both got icey cold in our arms that we were touching the pointer with. we stopped at that point and never did it again. |
This won't be a great tale coz my english is bad, but:
we were messing with a board at a friend's house (a bit isolated in a small town near Treviso) and a fuckin' lightning hit the roof and the lights went out (and it was a starry night), we ran out kinda scared and there was that weird brown-reddish smoke on the top of the house, it lasted a few secs, then we went back in, lights still out. At the top floor there was a friend already sleeping, the noise of the lightning strike woke him up and he came down the stairs while we were slowly going back into the living room, we basically couldn't see him in the dark, we just heard the steps and could barely see his silhouette against the wall, and for like 2-3 minutes he fuckin' talked with a different voice (not like those I-just-woke-up voices, an entirely different voice from his "normal" one). That freaked us out even more and the "funny" side is that he was asking basically sensed things (like "what happened?" "what time is it?" "What are you guys doing?" ) but we all stepped back and didn't reply, and seemed like he couldn't really understand why. After a few minutes the house owner got the lights working again and the next morning the guy (who went back to bed while it was still dark, I think the only thing we said him was "go back to bed, it's late") acted/sounded perfectly normal. We all slept on ground floor...nobody wanted to go in the rooms up the stairs. |
It's all BULLSHIT
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my mom and her brother were playing with a Ouija board when they were children (~10 years old). they asked it what her brother would be when he grew up. it said, "dead."
he died of AIDS six months before i was born. |
oh my.
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Self fulfilling prophesy. If he's doing it at that age and he believes it, then isn't itt quite likely that it would affect his behaviour, making him more reckless perhaps? Plus everyone grows up to die. |
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