... It was a dark, snowy night (okay, so not dark; is it ever dark outside when there's snow on the ground?). Let's start over.
... It was a semi-dark, snowy night. The youngest Lightner boy had just returned from an evening of laundry basket sledding. His father, a scrawny image lurking in the shadows, pounded on the glass door. BAM, BAM, BAM!! I sauntered over to the door and stood there with WIDE EYES! Not from fright, but from disgust b/c he made me get off the couch. I'm lazy on snowy days. Actually, I'm lazy everyday. Back to the story.
... This scrawny image snapped an image of me thru the front door. And this folks, is the ghost that appeared in the picture. Ewww, spooky!!
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What to say? LOL for reals!
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