EEEEK!...Ghost, or what?

We live in a two-story farmhouse at the base of the Wellsville Mountains in Northern Utah.

Occasionally, when the winds come whipping off the mountains at gusts of 50 or 60 mph, it will hit the eaves right above one of the upstairs bedrooms there on the west side of the house and make a noise that's a cross between a woman's scream and a real eery moan. Believe me...it'll curdle milk!

The story is that in the 1930's, Emma Sue Langdon was brutally murdered by her husband when he caught her in a compromising position with another man in that upstairs bedroom. Now, when conditions are just right, and the moon is full, and the winds are blowing, you can hear the ghost of poor Emma Sue wailing out her woes in that same room.

Is it true? Heck no! But it's a great story to scare the powahden out of the grandkids when their spending the night on a dark and stormy weekend! :D
 
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I have had this happen here on occasion, but never with 3/4 of a roll left, as I believe the OP stated was the case with his TP. The more paper is on the roll, the more weight is required on the end of the sheet to overcome inertia and get the roll turning.

In the case here, the roll will only do this when there are several folds hanging loose. Also there must be almost no friction on the holder to prevent it from turning. Absent these conditions, it may be spiritual as .357 revolver-guy has suggested.

Andy
 
When I was married (the years of evil) every night I would go to bed with a few dollars in my wallet. When I would awaken in the morning the money would be gone. I heard nothing during the night, my then wife heard nothing also. Very spooky.

Sounds like a high-minded spirit that wanted to reduce the number of guns on the street. Or in your safe. :rolleyes:
 
That would freak me out.

Hang the roll the other way and see if it happens.

If it does, panic. :eek:

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When they where done Did they wash there hands, before they went into the kitchen and made the ham sandwich??
 
OK, got a couple bases to cover... No, it is not the house from Amityville; it is not an automatic tissue dispenser, and I have been unable to duplicate it no matter what I try. Getting it on film would be fun, but it has only happened twice so it would be hard to catch (plus having to explain a camera setup in the bathroom to guests!). Also, it does not have anything to do with my 1000th post, but thanks for pointing that out! And if a ham sandwich were to appear, I would be fine with that...with cheese of course, this being Wisconsin and all.
 
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Drones experimenting with a new mind control device most likely. It's one thing for them to mess with my head, it is another when they mess with my TP!
 
Well, if you're trying to figure out what to give away as 1,000-post karma, look no further!

The hauntin' ain't over 'til the paper work is done!:D
 
It's Bush's fault. :D

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One evening last year I was working late at the gun club. Out of the blue our 3 year old told my wife about the man in the den talking to him. When she started breathing again she grabbed the phone and a knife and checked. Nobody there. Our son described what he looked like and what he was wearing. A couple days later she was in the basement with him and he said that the man in the den didn't want us in there. She asked again what man, and he pointed to the ceiling directly to where the den is and said that the man he talked to in the den. I wouldn't have expected him to be able to locate that room from a different location in the basement.

I grew up next door and bought this house in the 80's. When I was about 10, I was playing on the boulevard out front building a snow fort. The older man that lived here was shoveling the walk, then laid down on the porch, had a heart attack and died. The den is about 6 feet from the porch.

I thought we heard the last of this a year ago. My daughter told me earlier today that when I asked her to put something back in the den for me yesterday, our now 4 year old told her not to go in there or the man would talk to her.

I've not seen anything strange in all my years here. Maybe I'm not open minded enough, or haven't been paying attention. Makes you wonder though.
 
Children that age don't know that things like that are supposed to be impossible in our rational framework.

I guess I'm not rational. I don't rule out possibilities.

Well, maybe the possibility of finding some value in "Here Comes Honey Boo Boo".
 
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