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Originally Posted by madwi
I gonna preface this by saying I dont believe in ghosts.
I was just taking a ****, home all alone. I hear my dads walker rolling around and the dog goes running that direction. Thinking someone is breaking in, I yelled for them to please wait while I wipe my *** and then I can get to shooting them.  Finished my bizness and went room to room and the dog is laying on his back next to my dads walker with his tail going 100 mph and no one around. wtf!  |
My first wife's aunt died. A week later. We was in her house cleaning stuff up. All of a sudden. We could smell her perfume go past each of us one at a time.
