Ghostly Eating......

Submitted by birbee

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Friday, 4 March 2011

I awoke this morning to find the ghost of Gloria Gaynor at the end of my bed.

First I was afraid, then I was petrified.............

I took my wife out to a pub that we had never been to the other night.
It was called 'The Fiddle'.

It was a real dive, a horrible place.
You could say it was a vile inn.............

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