i was walkin around the mr. ts in fairland and i saw a man be picked up by a invisible ghost. he was freaking out and cryin an what not. i was just tryin to buy some monster. the man floatin in the air then got a massive erection. it was weird. the chick behind the counter was gettin pissed and tellin him to get his foatin ass down. he was like bitch, im gettin raped by this here ghost, ya'll better hurry up an call bob barker. i tried to call but his answerin machine picked up and said the price is wrong bitch. he was still floatin up there when this blue 1954 ford ranger busted through the front window. the ghost droped the man and turned to look at the truck. two freaky lookin alein dude got out of the truck, Sasquatch walked out of the house with this really short lookin chick. i reconized them all from earlier encounters. that short chick was my daughter. i was then pissed. i rushed past the ghost, given him the bird as i went, grabed a red bull and chugged the shit out of it. i grew wings, pulled out my samuri sowrd and flew at sasquash. we had a sword fight and the aleins threw net made out of tom cuises hair which magically caught the ghost. they took the ghost and threw him in the house. by this time i had beaten sasquash and was tee-baggin him in the face. they grabed him mid tee-bag and they all left in a hustle. i was then once again very pissed. bud mendenhall came over and said, "now son, do you need to visit the building"