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mrsonyournees:

HAHAHHAHA, I remember when my bestfriend was so bored so she decided to tell me to dance for her and she told me it had to be this dance, so I was all up on the floor. HAHAH the crazy shit I do for her.

phileho:

babydollsusan:

melaniefinally:

93044:

tamburina:

Robert the Doll
Robert is a doll that was once owned by Key West painter Robert Eugene Otto. The doll is allegedly cursed. Eugene was given the doll in 1896 by a servant who, according to legend, was skilled in black magic voodoo and displeased with the family. Soon afterward it became clear that there was something eerie about this doll. Eugene’s parents said they often heard him talking to the doll, and that the doll appeared to be answering back, and although at first they assumed of course that Eugene was simply answering himself in a changed voice they later believed that the doll was actually speaking.Neighbors claimed to see the doll moving from window to window when the family were out. The Otto family swore that sometimes the doll would emit a terrifying giggle and that they caught glimpses of it running from room to room. In the night Eugene would scream, and when his parents ran to the room they would find furniture knocked over and Eugene in bed, looking scared out his wits, telling them that ‘Robert did it.
When Eugene died in 1977, the doll was left in the attic until the house was bought again. The new family included a ten year old girl, who became Robert’s new owner. It was not long before the girl began screaming out in the night, claiming that Robert moved about the room and even attempted to attack her on multiple occasions. More than thirty years later, she still tells interviewers that the doll was alive and wanted to kill her.
Individuals who desire to visit Robert in the Fort East Martello Museum and wish to take a picture of him, according to legend, the person must ask the doll politely, and if he does not agree (by tipping his head to one side) and the individual takes a picture anyway, then the doll will curse the person and their family.

mother fucker


scared the fuck outta me..

Holy fuck..

phileho:

babydollsusan:

melaniefinally:

93044:

tamburina:

Robert the Doll

Robert is a doll that was once owned by Key West painter Robert Eugene Otto. The doll is allegedly cursed. Eugene was given the doll in 1896 by a servant who, according to legend, was skilled in black magic voodoo and displeased with the family. Soon afterward it became clear that there was something eerie about this doll. Eugene’s parents said they often heard him talking to the doll, and that the doll appeared to be answering back, and although at first they assumed of course that Eugene was simply answering himself in a changed voice they later believed that the doll was actually speaking.

Neighbors claimed to see the doll moving from window to window when the family were out. The Otto family swore that sometimes the doll would emit a terrifying giggle and that they caught glimpses of it running from room to room. In the night Eugene would scream, and when his parents ran to the room they would find furniture knocked over and Eugene in bed, looking scared out his wits, telling them that ‘Robert did it.


When Eugene died in 1977, the doll was left in the attic until the house was bought again. The new family included a ten year old girl, who became Robert’s new owner. It was not long before the girl began screaming out in the night, claiming that Robert moved about the room and even attempted to attack her on multiple occasions. More than thirty years later, she still tells interviewers that the doll was alive and wanted to kill her.

Individuals who desire to visit Robert in the Fort East Martello Museum and wish to take a picture of him, according to legend, the person must ask the doll politely, and if he does not agree (by tipping his head to one side) and the individual takes a picture anyway, then the doll will curse the person and their family.

mother fucker

scared the fuck outta me..

Holy fuck..