Ha! The smurfs again! Seems like these stories were well recycled everywhere!
A smurfs thread from several years ago had the story that a child had brought a smurf doll to the meeting and in the middle of the public talk the smurf doll jumped up and ran down the aisle to the door. One of my favorite posters, Ian, who I am sorry to say has since died, made the best comment. He stated, "Well at least the smurf had the good sense to leave!"
I remember when I first started to study with the JWs in 1973 as a twenty-one year old. I had read ahead in the "Truth" book about wicked spirits and how you should get rid of anything connected with "false worship." I hadn't been married very long, and my husband had given me a little cross with a diamond in the center. I decided that I wouldn't wear it, but would keep it in a drawer. When I told the young woman that was studying with me, she made it clear that Satan or his demons could attach themselves to something we knowingly kept. I had just finished reading The Exhorcist (remember I just started studying) and when I went home, I grabbed the cross, imagining it burning my hand or that demons would be chasing me as I literally ran down the stairs from my apartment to the trash cans, threw the cross in, and stood there gasping in fright! I am sure it looked strange to anyone watching.