Esmeralda's ghost watched her former lover, then Esmeralda, picking up her ghost and replacing it in her purse said, "Ya see dear - the old fake ghost trick - it works everytime. I can now see what yer at. It's not me yer after, but me semi-breeves and all thet sorta stuff. Well, let me tall ya this - ya wouldn't know a colon if it hit ya in the bowls. Ya don't know yer aitches from yer helbow.
I'm leaven ya Buster. Of course, it's not you, it's me. I miss the heady old days readen books and stuff back in me little hovel of a run-down cottage yoke."

With that, there was a knock on the door, and the old gypsy woman hobbled over ta answer it...



(Grate work, Bear...Ed)
(Thanks Boss...Ted)