playing on my iTunes
( Because the ghost doesn't have an iPod ) :
Dream a Little Dream of Me - Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong

Hello world, Xniquet is officially dead. Therefore, this is his ghost typing these words out. You will see little or no profanity, experience the absence of sex and I have to apologize for the inability for you to orgasm tonight because his ghost is not him, hence you will not be able to read anything that will stimulate the clit of yours which grow in your brain, or should I say cock?

Oh, and I forgot. Since X is now temporary dead, don't forget the red packets for me.

Happy fucking Chinese New Year.

Old habits die hard.