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I have but nothing cool ever happened.
Gold medals aren't really made of gold. They're made of sweat, determination, and a hard-to-find alloy called guts.
Yup, it was pretty creepy.
"A good burn is like good sex. It's simple, to the point, and leaves your victim totally destroyed."--Kenny Drebsen
Life is hard. It's really hard if you're stupid.
Same here. Did it a couple of times. Was plenty creepy.
Once there was a few of us around. Three actually playing IIRC. We asked it if there was any spirits with us. It spelled the name of a buddy's uncle that had just passed away. This guy was not playing, just hanging out and watching. I didn't even know his uncle's name and I'm pretty sure none of the others playing did either. It bothered my buddy so bad that he immediately got in his car and left.
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Couple times when we were kids. One of the girls that played with us came from a very strict Mormon family. Her mom found out and flipped the out. She wasn't allowed to hang out with us for a while. Next time she did my friend finger blasted her and I fully blame it on that devil board.
You make it sound so.... so bad
You would have too, had you sniffed my buddy's fingers afterward like I did.
Ah the days of the ole finger to buddies nose waft.
I'm so glad I opened this thread. I love reading about Mormon finger banging and the smell sharing afterward. Perk FTW.
But no, I haven't played it.
Here's my little story about it. I was playing it with a buddy up at my Grandparents house one night at Lake Okoboji. We were 16 years old, and my grandparents were asleep, so we stole a bottle of booze and started drinking a little. We had only had like 2 shots each, and started playing. The instructions say to always be serious, and not to make a joke out of the game (not in those exact words, but thats it in a nutshell) and my buddy asked it a question about the size of his schlong. We both started laughing, and right when we did, the lights went out for about 3 seconds, flickered, and then stayed on. You better believe we folded that biotch up and didn't touch it again. Yes, it could have been a coincidence, but my grandparents never had an issue with that before, that was the only time I can remember it every happening at their house.
man, you've got something following you around. i don't want to be friends with you.
I don't know about that, but I have experienced some strange ish.
Beginning to think you dun urself haunted
Did it once to try to get in with a lady. Being a good sport, you know. It was such a load of crap spelling out who knows what. And then I saw the ghost of Elvis.
Right. April Fools day after. And after. And after....
Before there was space or time there was rock and roll.
That's the beauty of a mustache buddy. You can smell that stank for quite some time.
Yes, played with one once back in 1967. Group activity. Spelled out that the phone would ring in one minute. One minute later the phone did ring. It was a wrong number. Didn't get spooked, just haven't had another chance to play with one again.
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