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Biff paced around the room. “Somethin’ wrong,
Biff?” A Boo asked. “Yes. Do you remember the time when, well, I
proposed to Lydia?” Biff asked. “Sure do.” The Boo replied.
“Well…I don’t understand why she refused. I mean…I’m the moist
handsome ghost in the mansion…am I right?” Biff asked the Boo.
“You sure are.” The Boo replied. “That idiot, Neville. He is the
dimmest ghost in the mansion! How could any ghost love him?” Biff
asked. “What does he have that I don’t!?” The Boo, floated there
and thought for a moment, and then spoke. “Beats me…But…You got a
point.” The Boo said. “When a ghost like me is throated, and
denied his honeymoon.” Biff said with pride like he had a plan up
his sleeve. “When the pretty thing he’s courted, refuses to
swoon.” The Boo said. “And the time has come for a murky plan,”
“Which turns him into a murky man!” And the two started laughing.
What’s Biff Atlas’s Plan? Stay tuned!!!! |
