I thought I saw a ghost once. It was a giant cockroach on the wall that just vanished and I thought I heard "get out of the house". This may have been a dream but 2 days earlier I had definitely slain the cockroach god's avatar whom I found eating a piece of chicken in my frying pan. I mean it was literally perched on the chicken breast eating it with mandibles so large that I could actually see where he'd taken bites out of it. So I swiftly took his illbegotten poultry away and this greatly displeased him. He began to run round in circles in the frying pan. I don't know what dark purpose this was going to serve but I wasn't about to find out so I wrapped my fist in paper towel and punched him square in the back. Now usually when you crush a roach they turn to orange goo, but not this one. Something shot out of him and I thought he was dead. Upon closer inspection it was one of his internal organs, still intact mind you. He played dead for a moment then upon realizing whatever he'd just lost wasn't vital he resumed running around in circles in the frying pan. I was shocked and hammered him 3 more times before wrapping him in the paper towel, crumbling it up, and flushing him down the toilet. Outside of that very bathroom on the wall is where the roach totem manifested and demanded I vacate the premises. It was right then that I decided I had to stop smoking weed.
