My crack motel roommate Creepy, a 54 year-old homeless movie extra I saved from the street, says some funny shit. He doesn't mean to, but it comes out funny. So I send out some of the things he has said to me as "Creepacisms." Here is one of them:
"Did I ever tell you about seeing my dead uncle Teddy in front of his house, James?" Creepy said as he popped out of his door.
"No, Jim, I don't think you did," I said absently as I was busy on my laptop, trying to discover the final secret of SimmEarth.
"I saw him 16 years after he died, you know, standing in the gravel driveway of his bungalow."
"Bungalow?"
"Yeah. He had a corner bungalow close to where he worked at Manhattan Rubber. They made rubber products."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. He was always getting asbestos poisoning. He got so sick that he died rather frequently."
"And you saw him. Actually SAW him, 16 years later? At the bungalow? After he died frequently?"
"Yeah."
"What'd he say to you?"
"Nothin'. He didn't talk much."
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