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I look in the refrigerator and my chicken

  • I look in the refrigerator and my chicken pot pie is gone. I am the only person living in this house, so naturally, I called the Ghost Hunters Crew to check this out. Surprisingly,
  • they were already here, examining my fridge. "It seems your chicken pot pie was taken by a nasty slimer." Peter Venkman told me. "Egon, go grab the
  • ectoplasm squelching unit & small tupperware containment unit." Egon pointed at my chicken pot pie which had hatched a poultry phantasm."Too late." "I want my fridge intact." I sai
  • d to no one in particular as Venkman put his hand on the handle and looked back at me with a raised eyebrow. Egon readied his Neutron Satchel and Venkman opened the fridge. We saw
  • severed heads with...deviled eggs in their eye sockets. "Well, I'll be..." Venkman exclaimed, while Egon lowered his Neutron Satchel. I spotted the note inside a nostril. "Meet me
  • in St. Louis. Leave the neutron satchels at home." "Strange message," noted Egon. "Don't be fooled. Being an egg-head-hunter is not all it's cracked up to be," quipped Venkman.
  • Just then a young female egghead came prancing into the clearing. "I have one in my sites," Venkman whispered to Egon over the phone, "just one more step and she's mine." But the
  • Ghost catcher/female ensnaring device didn't work. Instead, she shrieked directly at them "you guys, cover me with some of that ectoplasm you've been collecting all these years!"
  • They hopped to it. Trying to be helpful. They were loading vats of ectoplasm on the skid when Dork #1 started having 2nd thoughts about covering her in this ectoplasm. Unchaste was
  • eyeing Dork #1. “Whatsa matter? Either cover the broad in that ectoplasm or punch out right now!” “OK,” replied Dork #1, throwing a haymaker at Unchaste’s jaw, flattening him.
Started
2015-09-06 23:59:40
Finished
2019-12-14 09:48:53

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    TarotGuy Dec 14 2019 @ 09:56

    Who ya gonna call? ... STORY FOLDERS!

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