A nice time spent with the ghost of Washington

A nice time spent with the ghost of Washington

George Washington

While eating lunch, I was visited by the ghost of George Washington.

It wasn’t the first time. He visits me a few times a month. Last year he stopped by when I was taking a bath. He was very calm about it. Back in the late 1700s, nudity was unimportant. Bodies weren’t sexualized as they are now. Seeing someone’s naked body was like seeing a watermelon without a shirt.

On today’s visit, I was eating a BBQ turkey leg. The ghost of Washington was enthralled by the intensity of the smell of the seasonings. He said, “It feels like three times the dose of snuff.”

I set down the turkey leg, and wiped off my hands on a napkin. The ghost of Washington took off his wig and let me rub his bald head. It’s something we both enjoy doing.

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