A priest took to his duties
He always feared the cooties
He went on the fritz
When scared by some tits
"Oh No! The worst ghost, Boobies!"
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She flings her arms around my neck and squeezes me like she’s never going to let me go. My head spins as her lips brush against my cheek. She must be able to feel my heart thumping in my chest. I shuffle backwards and ram my hands into my coat pockets, watching her reach down and heave the rucksack across her shoulders.
By Caroline Cravena day ago in Fiction
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Hahahahaahah! This was hilarious! I love the twist at the end!! Ghost boobies!! 🤣
Hahahahahahahahha poor guy!
Really liked reading this!!