When I croak, I'm totally going ghost.You go in your bathroom? You think, wait a second, I left my toothbrush on the right side of the sink and get all confused? Twist up your eyebrows and start saying, hey hon, did you move my toothbrush?
And while she's telling you, no, why would I move your toothbrush? I'll be floating around your shower stall loosening the caps on the shampoo and gel soap. Then I'll slink down to the kitchen and pull all the chairs out from the table like in that Poltergeist movie.
I'm going to fly all over creation with this act--a regular Erin ghost wisp. Or maybe I'll beam around all Star Trek-like. One minute I'll be freaking out some goon in Los Angeles, next I'll be over in Minnesota turning everyone's socks inside out.
You bring in some big ass ghost exterminating operation, talking about snarled energy and The Light and all that shit? I will SO laugh my ass off. I'll be hovering above you and your shitty ghost whisperer while you're being all serious. I'll snort and laugh and blow ghost farts on you.
**poof**
