Not much, anyway.
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trefology spontaneously appears around the globe
Don’t dream it’s over, make that ‘over’ a reality. Talk to a Trefology registrar to-day!
Not much, anyway.
.
trefology spontaneously appears around the globe
Don’t dream it’s over, make that ‘over’ a reality. Talk to a Trefology registrar to-day!
I only have two questions:
Where do we come from?
Where are we going?
Made by God hope to return home one fine day. Hope he likes spirits before breakfast as I would hate to be late on parade.
Wise words.
The only time I ever seanced, the message that returned was ‘Piss off and leave us alone’.
life is so fleeting, maybe they’re saying, put down the damn board, go outside and talk among the living.
which is pretty fine advice, really.
Usually the dead are people I didn’t listen to when they were alive. I would question why all of a sudden I would think their comments pearls of wisdom.
I suppose the dead do need some sort of outlet for their feelings. Too bad we do not have a dead-twitter.
<3
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In “Pope on the Dole,” the priest uses a Ouija board to come up with a new “nom de pulpit” every Sunday. That’s because his true last name is Priestley…
Father Priestly is a great name!
Truly insightful. :)
Any resemblance to insight is surely accidental, Chelsea, but thanks!
:) Happy accident, then.
I wear a helmet and sensible shoes in the shower. I don’t want my obit to read: She slipped on a wet, moldy surface to her death. And I’m not too keen on sharing my extensive wisdom through a ouija board. haha!
Hah! Then, thank you for sharing it whilst you’re still alive.
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