Oh, good grief!
When I was a kid some cousin bought a ouiji board to a family reunion. The older cousins were dutifully trying to conjour some Oracle out of it... late at night, lights on low the teens tried their best... nothing. Then I got on it and hocus-pocus’d the board with a stream of fantastical BS that totally freaked them out. I think my cousin Marsha might have wet herself in total fear... I was in total brat mode... and only 10. I know Keith was on to me, but he was digging the show.
And that’s what I think of Q...