you can see him again by coming to the next board outing

Im pretty hammered right now.

One time I crapped and there was nothing in the toilet.

There are several I have had experience with:
My Grandmother died in my parents house. After that cabinets would open and close. Vacuum would start up all by itself. My mom saw her standing at the foot of her bed one time. I have felt her before as my bedroom was her old room where she died.

At the old Niles University campus. Peter Blechley did research for the Exorcist there. One night a book he had open on his desk levitated off the desk burst into flames and shoot and smashed into the wall leaving scorch marks. The priests boarded it up and surrounded the doorway with crosses. So a friend of mine was at school there I went to visit him and he showed it to me. 20+ years later still sealed up and when you look through the keyhole the light was still on and burning you could feel the presence of something not nice.
As a teen we messed round with Ouija boards. One thing we contacted was knocking out ceiling tiles and other shit. after that I never messed round with that kinda shit. I have been to some truly haunted places like the old Dome room next Excalibur. Shadows moving and shit that place always gave me creeps.

My brother and nephew independently told me that they saw a chair in my basement push itself back under the table.

The ghost is better behaved than my children

I rarely troll.

I had a dream that a girl I was seeing was trying to kill me....turns out, she was trying to kill her soon to be ex-boyfriend.

It's more fun to be a victim

There will never be an effective vaccine. I'll never get one anyway.

The other one I had was when I was looking at a house. The realtor took me to look at an older home, 1940's and when we walked in it was very chilly, even though it was the middle of summer. I felt someone was watching us as we looked at the house and could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. The realtor felt it to because when we got to the basement stairs, we looked at each other and said, "Lets not go down there." She said she had the same creepy feeling of being watched and this is hard to explain, but it felt like an evil presence was in that house. Saying, GET THE FUCK OUT! in feelings instead of words. Never felt anything like that and hope fully never will again.

I always ask sellers/realtors if anyone died in the house. I figure it is a throw away line but protects me from fraud in case it is some kind of Gacy house.

Only one woman has told me yes. I think it scared her because she thought I had some kind of sensitivity when in reality it is something I always ask.