I reckon that the Beckoner, with his outstretched ectoplasmic hands, is beckoning you to dive into his story. With his windswept hair and scruffy good looks he's a dreamy dude, yes? Except for that part about being a ghost. A lonely ghost. He'll do everything to convince you to stay with him, to become him. So just lalala away his earnest entreaties, and satisfy your romantic seaside cravings by listening to this instead.
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is he holding an invisible sandwich or is that just the sea?
How'd you know? It's the new five dollar footlong from Subway with crunchy barnacles and a shmear of ectoplasm.
hey you have won an award...
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HA!!!
Thanks, Bib!!!
Do it Tom!!!!!1
Tom waits for no one. 'cept you, john :)
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