I nearly forgot about when I was a teenager and I was at a party with a very straight laced girl with very little since of humor. Intelligent but not a fun bone in her body (I'd know). Anyways back to the story. I picked up a ouija board and asked if she wanted to play. Neither of us had ever touched one before. So here's how I remembered it going.
ME: Anybody there?
OUIJA: Yes
GIRL: What's your name
OUIJA: ?*%?(don't recall, it was hard to pronounce)
ME: What do you do in ouija land?
OUIJA: Are you fun?
ME+GIRL: Of course.
OUIJA: There are more of you. Ask them to play.
I asked some of the other folks at the party to join us. They called us faggots.
ME: Sorry buddy they don't want to play
OUIJA: F-U-C-K-Y-O-U
ME: Don't be like that
OUIJA: Goodbye
I know about the idiomotor effect. But the freaks that swear by it say the idiomotor effect is part of it. Supposedly it's your subconscious taking possession.
All I know is it wasn't me and that chick did not have that kind of mind. She totally though it was me since it kind of had my humor and that's the kind of shit I would do, but she still looked like she saw a ghost the rest of the night.
ME: Anybody there?
OUIJA: Yes
GIRL: What's your name
OUIJA: ?*%?(don't recall, it was hard to pronounce)
ME: What do you do in ouija land?
OUIJA: Are you fun?
ME+GIRL: Of course.
OUIJA: There are more of you. Ask them to play.
I asked some of the other folks at the party to join us. They called us faggots.
ME: Sorry buddy they don't want to play
OUIJA: F-U-C-K-Y-O-U
ME: Don't be like that
OUIJA: Goodbye
I know about the idiomotor effect. But the freaks that swear by it say the idiomotor effect is part of it. Supposedly it's your subconscious taking possession.
All I know is it wasn't me and that chick did not have that kind of mind. She totally though it was me since it kind of had my humor and that's the kind of shit I would do, but she still looked like she saw a ghost the rest of the night.
god is supposed to be imaginary