The old ghost has hung around our attic for years, but I finally decided that he had been around long enough, with his bells and chains.
"Get out!" I said.
"OOOOOO" he replied.
"OOOOOO the Hell ya think?" I angrily retorted, plainly getting hot around the collar.
"OW-WOOOOEEEE," the geezer exclaimed.
"If you aren't gone within ten minutes, I said, "I'll really fix your goose!" With that I stormed down the stairs and went to my magazine rack. Pulling out a poorly mimeo-ed mag I went one more to the attic.
"Observe," I said, "The QUANDRY!"
Data entry by Judy Bemis
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