Ghost Tour | TallBoyz

Ghost Tour | TallBoyz

November 8, 2019 2 By William Hollis


FRIEND: Wow.
Guys, check this place out. FRIEND 2: I read online
this is the most haunted house in the city! FRIEND: Yeah, there’s supposed
to be legit ghosts in here. [eerie wailing] FRIEND 3: Whoa, what was that? GHOST: Has anyone seen my baby? I need to give him
his sarsaparilla. Is he in the well again?
Oo-oo-oo! ALL: [gasp] FRIEND: That was really creepy. [eerie wailing]
FRIEND 2: Look, another one! GHOST: Get out! Leave while you still can! FRIEND 3: Whoa, slave ghost? GHOST: For you… Wait, you called me a slave? FRIEND 3: Uh, I was just saying
what we’re all thinking. FRIEND: Mark!
MARK: What? I’m the racist?
Seriously?! He has chains! GHOST: Oh, because
I’m a black ghost in chains, you think I’m a slave. First, you come into my house
uninvited, and now this? Honestly, this is
the worst thing that’s ever happened to me.
And I was a slave! FRIEND 3: You said
you weren’t a slave! GHOST: I was a slave.
Then I became a free man. Hence the name, “Fraser
Freemanollongeraslaveovich.” MARK: That’s your last name? FRASER: A former slave
can’t be a Slav? MARK: Oh, I- I
did not say that. FRIEND 2: What he’s
trying to say is that it’s not every day
we get to see a POC. FRASER: What?
FRIEND 2: A phantom of colour! FRASER: Bitch, I’m see-through!
You saw me come in! MARK: Have you thought
about losing the chains? FRASER: Have I thought
about losing the chains?! I know you would never, never say that to
the ghost of Christmas past! You know what?
I’m done. [chains clinking] FRASER: You think I chose
to haunt this stupid place? I’m trapped here because
this house was built on a damn Indian
burial ground! MARK: And that’s
my fault how ? FRIEND: Uh, okay, okay, tensions
are running a little high. Uh, why don’t we…
start over? FRASER: No.
Your little racist-ass friend fucked that up for you. MARK: You called me an Indian!
FRIEND: Hey-hey! FRASER: We both got work to do. Get the hell outta here! MARK: We wanted to
go exploring for… FRASER: Seriously, get!
MARK: Ah! Ah, ah, ah… FRASER: Back to
my boo-oo-ty call. Hey… Maybelle… You up? [eerie wailing] FRASER: Maybelle,
you play too much.