PERMANENT HIATUS.

——   EVERYTHING THAT’S WONDERFUL IS SURE TO COME YOUR WAY .   indie jack worthi/ng from we hap/py few,  personals do not reblog  .

Cab Calloway

You can tell me I’m not wanted, but the joint will still be haunted ‘Cause I’m the ghost of Smokey Joe

Friday the 13th (1980)

-  ‘ hey there, demons, it’s me, ya boy. ‘ -  ‘ hey, ghouls! the boys are here! ‘ -  ‘ this is like satan’s cement butt hole. ‘ -  ‘ here we go! rock and roll, buckaroo! ‘ -  ‘ can i use the jacuzzi hot tub we’ve been blessed with? ‘ -  ‘ maybe this ghost just loves to blaze it. ‘ -  ‘ my fart scared you! ‘ -  ‘ fuck that demon, he’s whitewashing the history of this house. ‘ -  ‘ whatever, demon’s racist. i don’t respect that demon. ‘ -  ‘ oh… i wasn’t fat-shaming bigfoot. ‘ -  ‘ what do you mean it’s not a ghost? ‘ -  ‘ it’s not a ghost. ‘ -  ‘ shadows do tend to follow you, though. that’s sorta how they work. ‘ -  ‘ it’s not even a good poem, it’s just weird. ‘ -  ‘ you’re telling me those architects used math? ‘ -  ‘ knock me down with a feather! ‘ -  ‘ i think you need to learn how to shut the hell up. ‘ -  ‘ i think you need to learn how to shut the fuck up. ‘ -  ‘ i stepped it up with a meaner curse word. ‘ -  ‘ oh shit, what up, i’m taking a selfie with some demons! ‘ -  ‘ hey ghosts, tussle my hair! ‘ -  ‘ every time we get sad, let’s show a picture of the dog. ‘ -  ‘ that’s a good dog. ‘ -  ‘ i’m not the biggest believer in bigfoot. ‘ -  ‘ that’s a guy i would wanna share a cold one with. ‘ -  ‘ you’re a coward! ‘ -  ‘ look at his beady, little eyes. ‘ -  ‘ we’ve really done it now, haven’t we? ‘ -  ‘ how dare they dispose of my body! they should leave it in the hallway to rot! ‘ -  ‘ am i a ghost hunter? ‘ -  ‘ i took an improv comedy class once. ‘cause i’m a white guy. ‘ -  ‘ i always gotta… gotta think about stuff, you know? ‘ -  ‘ now you’re acting like a detective and not a jackass. ‘ -  ‘ alright, just to be fair, fuck christopher columbus. ‘ -  ‘ i think the moon having a boner is about as realistic as ghosts. ‘ -  ‘ i never said i wanted to murder you! this is a hypothetical situation! ‘ -  ‘ you want to kill me! ‘ -  ‘ well, if it’s any consolation, you look like an idiot. ‘ -  ‘ if i step on a… a fly? does a fly’s ghost… stay around? ‘ -  ‘ if you slit my throat tonight i’m gonna have a hard time forgiving you for that. ‘ -  ‘ i’m gonna serve you up a fresh truth pancake right now. ‘ -  ‘ that’s my… my darn sandwich. ‘

Pittsburgh Daily Post, Pennsylvania, August 4, 1912

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