Okay, so I loaded my Amish buggy up and headed west for celebratin'! I called Disneyland and says to 'em I was celebratin' and they started to raise kane with me by askin' what I was celebratin' an' I said it was my birthday. They says they didn't buy my excuse since I used it about 300 other times with them in the past.
So anyway, I got in and tried to look for a boy who was lost. I says to myself, "Where is that Lost Boy?" Then a voice came to me and said, "Do not bother looking." I thought that was just the alcohol. Turns out, it was.
So anyway, I needed more moonshine and headed over to a place where I knew I could get it. See, I know this Pirate Captain who was once dead and marooned on an island and then he visited me in Kentucky.
So, we boarded our boat and went in search for him. We did find him, but he drank all the Rum.
Then we went outside and Jazz players was playin.
But then I saw this neat, upper middle class white trash lookin' house over by the river and decided to check it out. I thought it would be like maw and paws house, but nope, this house had g-g-g-GHOSTS!!!! Now normally I see them when I'm passed out. But when I passed out last time, I accidentally lit our cabin on fire. I blamed it on Indians though.
Anyway, I ain't never seen a real ghost before!!!
(Check the pictures attached and this TR ain't done yet)