While most ghosts haunt the dark abysses

While most ghosts haunt the dark abysses of the night, mine was sipping chai at Starbucks.

The barista eyed me suspiciously when I strode angrily over to where my ghost was sipping its drink. "Jeez-o-Pete! Will ya STOP following me?!" Of course no one else could see it.

"... & for crying out loud get over the malted soy rooibos frappacchino, it's soo yesterday!" My ghost rolled his eyes & sucked on the straw demonstratively. The barista said "Sir,

forgive my flustered state, you are the first invisible man to be served in this establishment. I take it you are deshabille, so refrain from reappearing while in our pub. Otherwis

It is okay lowly visible human, I have no issues with you or your talking dog. Besides I would appear to ne naked.

One has to question the mentality of a nudist in the Yukon, and also the humanity of a person who looks at a spambot's ad on FoldingStory and says, "Yes, I now want this product."

Nevertheless, Zetawilk ordered a dozen arctic nudist commemorative tumblers, and sat down to fold stories as he waited for them to arrive. 3 months later, a package arrived, but in

now before she notices that it's me. Too late. She saw me. I saw it dawn on her that I was who I was. She made a beeline to me, confrontation beaming with each step. "You! I see it

isn't the first time you've tried to hide your identity from me!" I grinned and swung my cloak across my face, only my glowing eyes still visible. "And it won't be the last!" BAMF!