Capitol Theatre - Flint MI Haunted Place
- 140 E. 2nd St.
- Flint, MI
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- (2 reviews)
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I saw Winger at the capital theater and i'll never forget that night. I went through the line as usual, bought a beer and visited the merchandise booth. The guy running the merch booth looked a lot like Bobcat Goldthwaite and he kind of sounded like him. anyways as i entered the venue i saw one man on stage. no one else was around. the man was very slim and had a bald spot on top of his head. you could tell he was a ginger just by glancing at him. he had short jean shorts and a very tight and ratty white deep V-neck. no shoes. The man then lifted his hand and snapped his fingers. he began moving his hips in a circle as if he was hula hooping with a very large hoop. he did this flawlessly at an immense speed. he then did a dead stop and let out the loudest shriek i have ever heard. it lasted about 0.5 seconds. I said "isnt winger supposed to be playing here?". he replied "My son, we are all under the wings of the ancients. Get yourself a fine woman and a box of tissue paper cause youre gonna do a lot of cryin while yer lovin!" I had no idea what this dubious psychopath was trying to say at all but ill never forget those words. As i reflect on life i realize that the more strangers you meet the more you learn about yourself. This experience was never explainted to me an I never explained it to anybody else. I dont believe theyd appreciate it as much as i. The mans feminine voice and poise reminds me of a time when i was so carefree i could really just let me guard down and be meself. But anyways the scary part of the story is when the guy looked up at the guy and saw him scare and he say 'but who was phone????'
Posted 3/4/232 out of 2 found this review helpful
Kreepy
One time I had tickets in the mail to see "Terald and the Scratchy Bugz"at Capitol Theatre arrive to my house. I did not order these tickets. I dont know how they arrived to my house. There were 2 tickets so I called my Papi adn we headed to the show. When we arrived the theater was totally closed down and there was no cars around. We entered the premises and heard a weird moaning cumming from the basement. We went down the steps, slowly, and what we witnessed changed us. There was this homeless gentleman giving himself a rather pleasurable beatin'! Anyways, we searched the place to see if we could find the show and we entered a dimly lit room. It had 2 vacant chairs and a drawn red curtain in front of it. The door closed and locked behind us. Suddenly, carnival music started playing. The curtain rose and the lights shut off. In a squeaky and faint voice we heard "This little show I'm gonna put on is gonna change ya." The lights turned back on. We witnessed a balding pasty male sitting in a meditation position on the dank floor. He had no shirt on, just a small pair of blue shorts and one flip flop. Several bracelets. He had extremely long fingernails, toenails and hair, aside from the top of his head, which was bald. His ginger hair appeared to have some sort of waviness. What I thought was tattoos all over his chest began to move. I realized he had several large centipedes crawling on his chest. He continued to moan and sigh deeply as the bugs crawled. He looked cross-eyed to the sky, whimpering when the centipedes rubbed on his dusty flesh. The sight made my stomach feel like fire. I immediately yacked in the corner. Papi looked at the man and looked at me. He stated "Oh gosh darn, this is kinda fun! Papi likey!". I kicked the door open and began to run, regretting following this obscure invitation. As I was running away, I heard the man yell "Come see Terald again! Next time maybe you'll grow as many leggies as the centipedes!" followed by a low and deep moan. I heard him whimper, as I slammed the front door, "Yes, my sweet leg boys, make me feel good once again.". I'll never give my mailing address to TicketMaster ever again.
Posted 9/1/212 out of 3 found this review helpful
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