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one time back in highschool a bunch of us slept over a friends house... well, she wasn't really a friend... more like a fat pompous asshole ****... but i digress... a bunch of us were sleeping over her place, pretty much all over the house. the place was said to have a ghost in the basement and that stuff generally happens down there only.
so me and my buddy's younger sister head down there for the night... you know... make kissy kissy... grabbing some skin... the usual fun highschool stuff. well... we here a noise, which totally kills the mood... pitch black down here... stairs creaking, everyone is asleep... the door slowly opens... son of a bitch... a ghost is killing this for me... the light turns on! 0.0!!!
and there stands... asshole ****'s druggy brother... "oops... sorry..." turns off the light and goes back upstairs
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