Billy-Bob walks into a bar! – Story Of The Day!

At that exact moment, the same drunk who had been rejected by “all the bars in town” was staggering past the hospital. He was minding his own business, muttering about the bartender’s monopoly, when a massive, white, heavy tangle of fabric plummeted from the sky and enveloped him completely.

Thinking he was under attack by a vengeful spirit, the drunk began to scream. He flailed his arms wildly, swinging punches into the white abyss and cursing at the top of his lungs. He wrestled with the heavy, wet sheets, spinning in circles and fighting for his life until the tangled pile finally slid off his shoulders and landed in a heap at his feet.

He stood there, panting heavily and staring down at the soiled, white mass with a mixture of terror and triumph. A hospital security guard, who had watched the entire surreal event unfold from the guard shack, came running over. He looked at the disheveled man, then at the suspicious-smelling pile on the sidewalk. “What in the name of all that is holy is going on out here?” the guard demanded.

The drunk didn’t look up. He remained focused on the heap of fabric, a look of grim satisfaction crossing his face. He wiped sweat from his brow and replied with total conviction, “I’m not entirely sure, officer, but I think I just beat the absolute hell out of a ghost.”