You guys will never believe this. Last night I get startled awake. There is this ghost of a dude floating over my bed. He’s moaning in that ghostly voice about how some doucher he punked and beat up when he was younger shot him. Apparently he was at an awsome drug rager, hot chicks naked everywhere, He had just done a magical concotion of E, Shrooms and cialis and as usual the shroom always make him puke. But he pukes quickly and then it’s go time with all these hot chicks. So he is in the bathroom yuking and this D-bag who he hasn’t seen in 3 years comes in and caps him. He said the guy was mumbling something about his brothers Gameboy advance.
Anyways, I told this ghost not to worry, that even though his night, and the rest of his life was ruined that the police have already found the person in question, and the idiot is going to the police station tomorrow. The ghost was pretty pleased about this knowing the d-bag would get anal day in and day out for a very long time.
Then he pukes up ghost slime and vanished.
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