Tales of an undead rapping fish finger began to be told all over Big Titty World. Some told of only a decapitated head that flew through the sky like a chon-chon, rapping as it went. Others told of a mysterious, fish smelling, dark hooded figure that stood on the landing, intoning and calling for the other genii cucullati to join in. But worst of all were the tales of the hungry ghost with electric shock hair that tried to pull the living through into the other side, tempting them with promises of tomato ketchup.
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That's a remarkable likeness!
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