I recently went to bar and saw a ghost. He wasn't actually a ghost, more like I became the ghost. My face just went white (so no ghosts actually) and my friend looked at me strangely. So I said, "Oh, see that hot guy over there?". She said she did and agreed that he was in fact, wildly attractive. Then I said, "Yeah, I'm pretty sure his name is Ryan. I vomited on him in college." Moments later, he naturally approached our fine asses. He said, "Hey ladies, what are we drinking? I'm Ryan." I nearly threw up in my mouth, but refrained myself as it seemed redundant.
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