My Mum came home from her MJ session feeling peeved with her friends.
Mum:
Leng. Can you believe this? My friend is saying, there’s a ghost in her house!
She said that one night, she opened a can of sardines. In the can, there were three fish but the next morning, she found only two fish. She asked her maid about the missing fish, her maid claims there’s a ghost in the house who’d eaten the fish. Now my friend is inviting Taoist Priests to chase the ghost away.
Tell me, do you believe there’s such a thing? Do you think ghosts can eat our human food?
Me:
Why not? Of course ghosts eat our food all the time. Why else do you offer foods at the altars?
Mum:
That’s different. Ghosts can’t EAT our human food. They just LICK them with super-long tongues. Anyway, my friend told all of us during our MJ session about this ghost that’s eating up her food and every one believed it to be true!
My Mum told me this story about two weeks ago. I had forgotten about it until yesterday when I saw Nic’s maid opening a can of sardines. Immediately I scurried back to tell him the story,
Me:
Nic, there’s a ghost at my Mum’s friend’s house. She opened a can of sardines. There were three fish in the can but the next day, she found only two fish in it. She asked her maid and her maid says, the third fish was eaten by a ghost in the house. Now they’re getting Taoist priests to chase the ghost out.
Nic:
We must quickly help them to move out! Ask them to sell the house to us at half-price so that they can buy another house!
Moments later, Nic left to use the bathroom. I heard a loud shriek. I have never heard Nic shriek before. I ran in helter-skelter to his rescue and found him back at his work table.
Nic:
I had SIX Chicken McNuggets in this box. Now there’s NONE left!
Me:
I didn’t eat any! Is it Kero? But I don’t think she can climb up the table!
Nic:
OMG! There’s a GHOST in this house!
PS: I told Nic I must blog about the ghost in this house. He said, that will be like a Sheylara and Goonfather post.
So I thought, may be we will be gathered to sit in a circle while the chip is passed around. When it lands in my hands, I will stare and pretend to be able to see exactly what’s inside that’s made this chip so valuable. I’ll even discreetly stifle a shocked gasp.
