Basically, my flatmates (lets call him Dark Cherrey - cheh-ray-) light in his room has starting flicking on and off non-stop like it's possessed, so I go lend him a lamp so he can do his coursework in his room instead of the kitchen, but then it starts to flicker and I'm like: 

"Bitch ok, in the name of the almighty God... Stop. Go Away." Mr Light just turns on like normal... 

WHAT THE F OK, WHAT 

I'm screamin, Dark Cherrey is snappin and sassin, I'm remembering every single damn word of warning in The Conjuring, and then it starts flickering again... I'm like god please no have I just pissed off a light demon? Do we have demons? Will I die tonight? 

So we start dancing around like wtf is happening, will we die? Then, Dark Cherrey looks at his rainbow gay pride flag and a beautiful gay unpossessed light bulb goes off in his head: 

"Omg, Wolfee... Do you think there are gay demons? Am I attracting all of the gay demons? OMG YAS QUEEN!!" 

I go to my room. I'm finished, I go and get protective prayers like, no I am not being possessed tonight ok, no. A ping goes off then this: