The ghost followed me as I searched the graveyard for father's tomb, incessantly pinching my bum.
I felt nothing - because he was a ghost. But it still bugged me.
I snapped.
"What's the point? You can't feel anything anyways!"
My spectral molester cackled.
"Oh, but I remember, I remember!"
I felt nothing - because he was a ghost. But it still bugged me.
I snapped.
"What's the point? You can't feel anything anyways!"
My spectral molester cackled.
"Oh, but I remember, I remember!"
Hehe, I particularly like this one. Prosit!
ReplyDeleteThis one made me smile. =)
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