I'm back from (the first part of) the holidays and a way awesome trip to Mexico.
While in Mexico, we had a crazy encounter with a giant, ferocious Ghost*. It was totally spooky. You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
After we narrowly escaped it's icy death-grip of Ghosti-tude, I was left wishing I had a nice, warm Ghost-Proof Suit. For next time.
whoa! i hate g-g-g-ghosts! but i do like regular ghosts. either way you slice it, a ghost-proof suit couldn't hurt.
* No actual Ghosts were enountered in Mexico. It must have been some seaweed that touched my foot or something.