Hey fuckstick. I'm a spirit now and me and all the other poltergeists are like WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW what a lame bitch Jimson is, right guys?

There's a murmur of agreement from some other voices in the great beyond.

So anyway, I'm bending you over like I did to your mama and taking this belt one thick inch of ghost meat at a time. Hope you like being split like a piece of lumber by a ghost, Jim, because this is happening every night. Don't even bother with any sort of psychic cleansing or whatever other bullshit you've seen in the movies. It's all fake. I'm the real deal, and you're getting ghost-fucked. I'm gonna spin you on my ghost dong until that ass is splattered with glowing supernatural spirit sperm. Are you the idiot who like pinecones? You look like that kinda guy. If I get my specter member stabbed by some pinecone jammed into that rectum of yours you are gonna regret it, man. I'll jam a whole Ouija board up there, I'm not kidding."

Chubby's ghost unzips and gets down to business pinning Jim.