Do ghosts exist?
Anyway, I was opening some boxes with a boxcutter this one day.
The cutter was dull so I had to press on it, later on I found that my finger were bleeding, didn't really feel anything.
Anyway I just washed it, sticked a plaster on it and go on my way.
I CAN WEAR SKIRTS NOW.
Wait. I don't remember cutting myself or slapping dozens of mosquitoes to stain my bed with blood.
WHOOOO I PASSED ANOTHER YEAR, ANOTHER BIRTHDAY FOR ME!
YEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSS I LIVED LONGER THAN DOGS DO!
Happy birthday moustache guy.