The Plane Crash
So the other day I survived a plane crash... I'm totally fine except the force of the crash pushed my whole skelton out of my body and into a nearby forest. I was able to make a temporary skelton out of sticks, which was good enough to get me to the nearest hospital. Doctors were able to make me a new skelton out of milk solids, but it would take a while before the bones became stronk again.
I was discharged later that morning and had a nap in my bed. My replacement bones were feeling a bit weak so I stayed in bed all evening. I just went toilet out the window. I was getting ready for sleep when I heard a rattling sound outside my window.
I got up even though my bones were a bit wiggly, and had a look outside and IT WAS A DANCING SKELTON!
but not just any skelton, it was MY SKELTON! and NOW I AM BEING SPOOKED BY MY OWN SKELTON FOREVER.
the end...?
Credited to Thojw
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