Contacting a Psychic About My Recurring Ghost Problem

Dear C####,

I saw your ad on television and think I could use your services.  I am writing in response to a few occurrences that took place recently.

After extensive research I am fairly certain that my house is being haunted by a tea drinking ghost that calls himself Roger.  At first it was kind of funny having a ghost around the house.

But now Roger has been showing up at the most inopportune times.  Yesterday I was feeding my pet fish Günter, he is a goldfish.  Roger turned the lights down low and put on a Frank Sinatra record at full volume.  I nearly jumped out of my shoes!   

Here are places I think he likes haunting:

-My kitchen cabinet

-My basement

-The exercise machine in my study

-My study

-I have even seen him using my shower with me!!!

If this is something you think is up your alley please drop me a line.  Please get rid of Roger or least talk to him for me.  He is driving me mental!!!  Money is no object.

Thanks,

Brad Fith

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Dear C####,

Thank you for your prompt response.  Sorry it took so long to get back to you but I thought maybe we had gotten rid of Roger ourselves by using our new found interest in religion.  We used a Ouija board and everything.  It is usually around the time I start thinking everything is all right things go terribly wrong.  

Here is what happened:

I cracked open an ice cold bottle of Jack Daniels and sat down on the couch.  Before I knew what was happening I was lost in an episode of Meerkat Manor.  I was focused.  Nothing is more important to me than that show.  It was a cool, perfect evening.  My wife was out, in the woods hunting.  I knew that there was nothing between me and the television. 

Of course my joy never lasts.  At 17 minutes and 36 seconds into the episode, out of nowhere, I heard a loud crash coming from the bedroom.  The windows shook.  I could feel the blood pumping to my head, my cheeks burned. I couldn't breath.  My heart stopped as I jumped to the floor.  I was crippled from terror.  Scrambling, my first reaction is that my newly shaven French poodle Larry may have been the culprit but as my eyes focused to the dark I noticed Larry was on the couch next to me eating a Frito Lay pork rind.

I composed myself and tiptoed quietly down the dimly lit hallway.  My heart was pounding and I was sure the episode would end in disaster.  My hand shook as I opened the door to the bedroom. It creaked as the room opened up to my view.  Roger! 

Shocked, he spun to look at me. I stood speechless as I looked at Roger.  He was wearing pair of my wife’s purple pantyhose.  His eyes were wide open.  He was panicked and as white as a ghost.  I don't think he knew anyone was home.  With a gasp, he sprinted through a wall and was gone into the night. 

Why would he wear my wife's pantyhose?!?! I don't want him to do that!!!!  That's disgusting.  My wife wears them almost every day!  Sure enough when I went to look for them they were no were to be found.  It turns out Roger is a pervert.  What kind of luck is that?

I am actually in St. Charles.  What times do you have available?  I don't know if I can take one more day of this. 

Sincerely,

Brad Fith  

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