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Speaking from a female perspective, me and all my friends “dabbled” into this crap.

So what. Remember the “light as a feather, stiff as a board”...and the ouiji board? Young peeps dabble into things they shouldn't. I'm sure NO ONE here has "dabbled" into something they shouldn't have as a youngster.

[ Speaking from a female perspective, me and all my friends “dabbled” into this crap.
So what. Remember the “light as a feather, stiff as a board”...and the ouiji board? Young peeps dabble into things they shouldn’t. I’m sure NO ONE here has “dabbled” into something they shouldn’t have as a youngster. ]

I dabbled a bit with it in high school, I put a hex on the solution of acetic acid to try to make it not re-act with sodium hydroxide. As I poured the aceitic acid into the fake volcano made out of modeling clay it reacted despite the Hex I put on it. I then threw out whitchcraft as an ineffective practice. No results, no use for it.

Remember the “light as a feather, stiff as a board”...and the ouiji board? Young peeps dabble into things they shouldn't. I'm sure NO ONE here has "dabbled" into something they shouldn't have as a youngster.

One of my first girlfriends had a Quija Board and we, along with our friends occasionally messed with it, and the only thing that happened was everyone accusing someone of using their own hands to move the planchette, no big deal.

Then the Exorcist came out. My girlfriend and I went to see it. It scared the living daylights out of both of us. I told her that very night "we are getting rid of that damn Quija Board" and she agreed. That was on a Saturday night.

Sunday morning, I picked her up, she had the Quija Board, box and all, and tossed it in the back seat. We stopped along the way to the local dump, and I purposely took the board out and stomped on it, breaking it in two. Put it back in the box, laid it flat on the back floorboard.

We pulled up at the local dump (which was closed being Sunday), and before either of us could get out of the car, we both heard the fragments of the Quija Board rattling in the box, as if it were literally trying to get out.

I pulled the box out, tossed it about 4 or 5 feet, and we watched the damn thing jumping around as if there were rats or some kind of pest inside the box. I ran the damn thing over as we left at high speed, and never looked back.

Never fooled with a Quija Board again either.