The other day I was looking at my pictures I’d posted from when I went ghost hunting at the Stanley Hotel and I noticed that if you enlarged one of the pictures and turned it upside down you could totally see what appears to be the ghostly face of Edward Cullen.
And I realize that it’s unlikely that the ghost of a vampire played by an actor who isn’t even dead yet is showed up in my pictures, but still? Kind of awesome.
Of course, if it was an apparition of Jesus or Justin Bieber people would be shitting themselves but since it’s the vampire from Twilight the responses I got when I posted this on flickr were anticlimactic at best:
For Chookooloonks and the other five people in the world who didn’t read Twilight:
PS. You know what would suck? If you died and were turned into a vampire and then you got haunted by the ghost of yourself who was pissed off at you for getting yourself killed and she was always there for eternity, laughing at you whenever you fucked something up, or screaming really loud so you’d drop the milk jug, or waiting until you were masturbating and then popping in and be all “WHATCHA DOIN’?” That would totally suck.
PPS. I’m deathly sick and wrote this entire post on massive amounts of cold medication. This is probably obvious.
PPPS. This remind me a lot of the time that Jesus left a boobie on my yard except that people were way more impressed with the lawn boobie. Conclusion: Boobs and/or Jesus are more relevant than Twilight. The tide has shifted, y’all.