Wisp's Scattered Spirit

Hey Wisp! Let me tell you a cool story:

"Z̴̗̩̺̩̅̆ͅĮ̸̨̻̀͑̂͜P̴̡͖̘̿́͗̚P̴̖͖͕̰̉Ę̷̞̫̆̋̆̌̽R̶̯̪̈́͆̈̆̈́ ̴͈͔̹̟̖͆͌̃̿́Î̸̲̟͚Ş̵̗̠̹̦̄̚ ̷͇͕̓̾̾̋̊B̵͔̎̑Ḙ̷͓̱̆̆ͅͅH̴͕̳̖̐I̶̢̫̥̮̓́͑̅N̷̩̭͓̙̋D̴̹̤̝͊̋ ̷̳̦̪͚̿͠ͅY̵̜͉̮̾ͅO̵̝̬͆̓̏̕̕Ủ̵͈̦̙͆̓͠"

The end.
 
Knock knock

“Hello. I’m Elder Jones and this is Elder Graham. We’re here to tell you all about the wonderful world of Mormons! We have nothing else to do today and we will not leave you alone until we are done wasting your time. We’ll just barge into your home and invade your privacy now!”
 
wisp, I found a friend for you!
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Wisp, I have something really important to tell you. I've been looking for you for a long time to share this.
I'm here to talk to you about your car's extended warranty.
 
There are three signs that signal the approach of the Hash-Slinging Slasher:
  • First, the lights will flicker on and off.
  • Next, the phone will ring and there will be nobody there.
  • And finally, the Hash-Slinging Slasher arrives in the ghost of the bus, that ran him over! Then he exits the bus and crosses the street without looking both ways, because he's already dead! Then he taps on the window with his grizzly spatula hand... He opens the door... He slowly approaches the counter!
And y'know what he does next?

He gets ya!
 
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