“How much for the Ghost?”

Michael and I went on a crazy jaunt with two friends through the wine country of upper-state New York. Michael was not then and is not now a big drinker. So three sips of wine made him go a little bit insane. It was the equivalent of an entire bottle to someone else.

It was coming up to Halloween time which is Michael’s favorite holiday. In one of the big wineries, we were wandering around the huge drafty barn, filled with wine, and quiet nicely dressed people sipping the goods and making comments about the “smoky aftertaste” and the “woodsy fruitiness” or whatever … Meanwhile, Michael had discovered that a ghost was hanging from the ceiling, as decoration. And when you pulled on the ghost it made this horribly loud moaning “WOO-OOO-OOOO-OOOO” sound, that slowly trailed off into silence. Once Michael pulled the thing once, he could not stop pulling it. The people who were there to, you know, taste the wine, kept glancing over annoyed, but Michael could not stop pulling on the ghost, which kept shrieking and moaning repeatedly. I felt like I was the moron who had taken my vaguely autistic brother on a field trip to an inappropriate location. I was in tears of laughter. In the middle of one of the ghost’s many many MANY screams, Michael turned and yelled over his shoulder in the general direction of the wine-counter, “HOW MUCH FOR THE GHOST?”

I am laughing out loud as I type this. He is surrounded by hundreds of dollars of fine wine and he is asking “HOW MUCH FOR THE GHOST?”

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1 Response to “How much for the Ghost?”

  1. Alexandra says:

    How much for the GHOST!!!

    BWA HA HA HA HAHAHAHAAAA!!!!!!!

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