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"Get thy hands off me, wench!
"Breasts! See thy breasts!"
Then he was carried off by two burly men, until the ghost had left him. I had to carry myself off before I wet my pants. He was seriously speaking fake old English, expecting everyone to take him seriously. He raised his fist too, and Yvette Fielding (the host), was all like: "I'm not scared of you.". She was, and it showed. He did it again too. A bit later on he was meant to be taken over by someone who was hanged, and he made the best noise I've ever heard on live TV: "Hngrngrngr" - like a dog chewing a wasp.
So that's how I spent my Sunday night. Hunting ghosts that don't exist, and watching a middle aged man make an ass of himself.
I've seen the guy go at it before.
He's silly, but I've never seen an all out possession! :-D
Seriously, it's just... amazing.
The audience are so fake. He makes total wide general comments to a person in the crowd whom he knows had lost a loved one recently.
Such as, "The last time you saw him... I'm sensing... yes, was he... was he wearing... a jumper?".
It is most fantastic.
I now know what you see in the show Money Man, it's so stupid you can't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. I like the audience as well, all believers of course, quick to point out that science isn’t an explanation for everything, yet pulling a Forest Fan, can never accept that what they seeing is explainable, it all has to be attributed to ghostly spirits who wander dark corridors, flash a few orbs about the place and open a few doors. This show makes being dead look boring.
Aside from Most Haunted Live, of course.
Aah, it is brilliance personified.
there's only one difference between people like him and lunatics in an asylum - credibility.
"Get thy hands off me, wench!
"Breasts! See thy breasts!"
Then he was carried off by two burly men, until the ghost had left him. I had to carry myself off before I wet my pants. He was seriously speaking fake old English, expecting everyone to take him seriously. He raised his fist too, and Yvette Fielding (the host), was all like: "I'm not scared of you.". She was, and it showed. He did it again too. A bit later on he was meant to be taken over by someone who was hanged, and he made the best noise I've ever heard on live TV: "Hngrngrngr" - like a dog chewing a wasp.
So that's how I spent my Sunday night. Hunting ghosts that don't exist, and watching a middle aged man make an ass of himself.