Ghost: Hey, my eyes are up here.
My dog:
Me: You’d tell me if a ghost was putting its balls on top of my head, wouldn’t you?
Meanwhile the ghost tries not to laugh as you stare in the wrong corner.
I occasionally, at random intervals, say “I know you’re listening”.
We know
Sometimes I talk to the ghost and I am always disappointed when it doesn’t talk back. My days of being scared of ghosts are over now I just want to talk to someone who sees me as a person instead of a lower being.
You okay?
To sum things up: NO.
You wanna talk about it?
Easy, just state wherever* the pets do.
I like how you edited to correct wherever, but left “state”.
Dammit, I noticed both. I think I probably deleted it and my swipe typing got it wrong again.
Amateur. You have to talk loudly about tossing some ghost salad. Boom! No more haunting.
Or, like, dramatically increased haunting.
The gost: ha you missed me by 0,002 seconds
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