A few days back, I headed back to the townhouse to help my dad clean up some junk. While he was looking through his old friend's junk for stuff to keep or give away, I made my way to the refrigerator. I pulled out a pizza, hamburger patties, and a chicken pot pie.
After an afternoon of cleaning up trash and collecting rent, I made it back to my house and headed off to my friend's house to hang out for the night.
Day's later, I was sitting in my house and getting hungry. I opened up the freezer and saw that pizza sitting there.
Then it hit me.
My dad's friend died in the town house and he must have been there for a day or two before someone found his body and got him out of there. What if his stuff was haunted? What if the pizza I was going to eat was possessed?
I had no idea what to do. The best reference I could remember was that episode of South Park where Kenny dies and Cartman takes Kenny's ashes and mixes the ashes into his milk. After drinking that milk, Cartman was possessed by Kenny's spirit.
I was having second thoughts about cooking that pizza. I really shouldn't have taken it with me. But I was still hungry.
I set the oven to preheat until 450 degrees and I put that pizza in. 13 minutes later, I pulled it out.
It didn't taste haunted.
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