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So then, they must have assumed their ‘dead relatives’ would be pleased to show up while they were tweaking their nipples or tickling their puds?

I guess some families are different.

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This is some funny shit!

To all really stupid women out there (I’m assuming they’re Progressives) if you take off your clothes for the remainder of the day your dearly departed will come to you this evening~!

These people are as gullible as those that think Obozo’s executive privilege is reasonable! Bunch of dumb asses!

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I’m trying to con Mrs. Curtain into stripping right now. Anyone know how this guy did it?

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Mr. Lang loves his job, I’m guessing.

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Just to hazard a guess here, bet these woman voted for Obammy?

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Okay. Let me get this straight.

These women actually believed that you can converse with the dead spirits through a medium. They were told that stripping naked and performing sex acts on themselves would please these spirits. But when all was said and done, they decided Lang was lying to them. In relation to the first sentence in this paragraph, how did they know the spirits weren’t pleased?

Now they are claiming they were vulnerable and he took advantage of them. Duh! You believe you can talk to dead people’s spirits! What part of schnook don’t you understand?

Yes, Lang is a disgusting manipulator and deserves lots of jail (or gaol) time. We’ve been talking about that very thing on the Lemmen threads. But Lang has to have marks that enable him. If you believe you can talk to dead people’s spirits, you should expect this kind of treatment. Those of us that know you can’t talk to dead people’s spirits understand this very well.

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How do you pass laws to protect people from their own stupidity? I guess if you believe you could talk to dead people, then it might seem reasonable that masturbating for them would work. I guess.

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“The two women, both in their twenties,”

Oh I sense a real battle of wits ramping up here.

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@IronyCurtain — Who is Mrs. Curtain’s favorite hunk that his dead? Turn of the lights, a few lit candles for the mood, some wine, and…pretty soon she’ll be stripping to converse with her dearly departed he-man.

I think roofies in the wine might help, too.

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Obviously, those poor women didn’t (fore)see that one coming. A sure sign that they need more “training”.

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@Stirrin — Like the sign says…

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Brillian! ( the medium )

Unbelievable. Sueing someone for your own stupidity.

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The problem with pyschics is that there should never be any surprises.

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Yep

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Maybe it actually worked, next time they may see it coming.

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The problem with pyschics is that there should never be any surprises.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

@Stirrin — you get today’s Blue Ribbon!

Along those same lines — didn’t the “spirits” tell Lang that those women weren’t really feelin’ it and were gonna take him to court? At some point, I have to stop calling these people victims because they do it to themselves.

The worst part of this is that in another few years, we’ll read a similar story from somewhere else in the world.

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Let me get this straight. They finally figured something was wrong when he ramped it up to him touching them? Wow!

He is a dirtbag but they are absolute morons…

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Many testerone overloaded teen boys and Viagra induced old farts are now Googling/Binging ‘Seance Instructions’!

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Hey you guys don’t get too cocky. This is a true story.
An Irish woman named Mary O’Brien lost her husband John at an early age. She was broken hearted. She missed him dearly. She heard about a seance and demanded one.
A local guy set it up.
They, Mary and her friends, gathered one evening at the guys house,
It was scary. They had candles and a big bowl.
The guy called for John. Mary started crying
The guy told Mary you can’t cry otherwise he won’t show up. Mary stopped crying.
Then, suddenly John appeared in the bowl.
John Darling How are you?
I’m fine Mary dear , just fine.
What do you do all day John darling?
Well I get up in the morning and have sex, then I go out on the golf course, I eat, come back have more sex, golf course again, eat, and more sex.
John, are you in Heaven?
Fuck no, Mary darling ,I’m a rabbit on a Golf Course

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@Irony

Turn off the lights.
Light some candles.
Put on some European Crazed-Woman music (Värttinä, Marta Sebestyen, Rom Pop).
Whisper to her that she needs to feel the freedom of the waves.
Say this while dancing wildly before the bed.

If this doesn’t work, a bottle of Jack and handcuffs will do.

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Don’t laugh.
Harry Houdini was just channeled by Barbra Streisand at a seance. Harry took one look at that cow and sent Teddy Kennedy instead.
When Teddy left here, he was whistling, “In My Merry Oldsmobile.”

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