ghostly joke

  Certainly! Here’s a ghostly joke for you:

Why did the ghost go into the bar? For the Boos! 🍻

And here’s another one just for fun:

What do you say when you catch a ghost? Gotchu Boo! 👻

Remember, even ghosts need a good laugh now and then! 😄

👻 Sure, I’d love to! Here’s a funny story about a ghost:

  Sure, I’d love to! Here’s a funny story about a ghost:

Once upon a time, there was a friendly ghost named Casper. He loved to play pranks on people, but he was never mean-spirited. One day, he decided to play a trick on a group of kids who were camping in the woods. He snuck up behind them and made spooky noises, causing them to run away in terror.

But Casper didn’t stop there. He followed the kids back to their campsite and started moving their things around. He put the sleeping bags in the trees, the food in the fire pit, and the chairs in the lake. The kids were so scared that they didn’t even notice what was happening.

Finally, Casper decided to reveal himself. He floated down from the trees and said, “Boo!” The kids were surprised, but then they started laughing. They realized that Casper had been playing a joke on them the whole time.

From that day on, Casper became friends with the kids. He would visit them every time they went camping and play more pranks on them. But the kids didn’t mind. They knew that Casper was just having fun, and they loved him for it.

I hope you enjoyed this story! Let me know if you want to hear another one. 😊

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nabokov on time

“I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip. And the highest enjoyment of timelessness―in a landscape selected at random―is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants. This is ecstasy, and behind the ecstasy is something else, which is hard to explain. It is like a momentary vacuum into which rushes all that I love. A sense of oneness with sun and stone. A thrill of gratitude to whom it may concern―to the contrapuntal genius of human fate or to tender ghosts humoring a lucky mortal.”

― Vladimir Nabokov