One third of us believe in them.
No worries, though. Whether your house is haunted, you’re possessed by a demon, or whatever, I have the ability to permanently end any spiritual manifestation. Send me $99.95 and I’ll zap that sumbitch from wherever I sit, such is the strength of my power.
Optionally, I can bestow lifetime protection from ghosts on you for only $999.95.
Isn’t it worth a thousand bucks to be protected from ghosts forever?
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I’m not too worried about the ghosts I’ve encountered here. They’re pretty lame. But those guys in New Orleans – freaky. Living next to a cemetery, was, um, eventful?
My ghost just tapped me on the shoulder and whispered, “Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers.” I disagree, but it’s a ghost. You can’t reason with them.
Count me as part of the 1/3, though I think that the only people who have TROUBLE with ghosts are the same people who have trouble dealing with the living, too.
Count me as part of the 1/3, though I think that the only people who have TROUBLE with ghosts are the same people who have trouble dealing with the living, too.
Seester, I’m not sure I’d agree, either. It may be heretical of me, but I only liked Tom Petty AFTER Full Moon Fever…
Sign me up! …and you might as well throw in some spontaneous combustion insurance while you’re at it.
Les: Ha! That’s a long memory. Kudos.