10-07-2016, 04:17 PM
(10-06-2016, 04:53 PM)WeezyBengal Wrote: Me and my buddy were both pretty drunk at the time. I was freaking out, he was yelling at the ghosts telling them to "**** off" and was calling them pieces of shit. No way in hell I was going to yell that kind of stuff.
I would have been legitimately pissed at him. I guess I'm just that weird and big of ***** about messing with them.
I had a conversation one time with one of my friends about Quiji boards. We used to play around with them when we were kids, but I was telling him that I wouldn't even want in my house now. He thought that was hilarious and was calling me a ***** and whatnot He told me he still had his and he was going to bring it down the next time I had people over. So sure enough ******* shows up to my door with his Quiji board a few weekends later. Everybody is all stoked about trying it and I was like get that ***** thing outta here. He kept joking that when I got up he was going to go get it and invite whatever answered to move in with me. I laughed it off, but inside I was thinking please, please don't do that. I wanted to punt that board right out of the house.
