Ghosts
"over-protective assbag from beyond the grave!" deanne snapped back. "go back to where you came from!" she shot at him again, and missed again. my father ducked under the beam and grabbed deanne's arm, twisting it viciously.
"over-protective assbag from beyond the grave!" deanne snapped back. "go back to where you came from!" she shot at him again, and missed again. my father ducked under the beam and grabbed deanne's arm, twisting it viciously.