The spirits of the dearly departed can walk through walls, pass through solid earth, and even span the gap between planes of existence, but they cant get through the walls of an old whiskey bottle. Hmmmmmmmm.
Are the folks at Jack Daniels and Jim Beam aware of the awesome power the've harnessed?

This has to be a serviced patronized solely by inbred morons (likely from that guys own neighborhood) and whacked out superstitious nut jobs.
And has anyone asked the guy if he feels like an ass for trapping the souls of the dead in bottles?
This guy can't belive his own crap cause if he did he'd be looking down the barrel of the worst haunting ever in paranormal history once those ghosts get free.

You find some great stories RebGirl thanks