Spectre awoke to find himself surrounded by Sprites. In the dim light of the moon, it took him a moment to realise they were dead. Their bodies decaying, missing limbs, bloated, dripping water and coated in black sand.
Spectre stood and looked up the road to the afterlife. He reached down to the Sprite sleeping next to him, plucking a stick of deodorant out of his pocket. “OK,” he sighed. “If we’re going together, y’all gonna need this.”
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Little Fears 
Wow, that was dark! I love how you jump from comedy to sorrowful horror every other day. Great stuff.
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Cheers, man. I think I’ve gotten the balance right on this storyline.
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Oh lord, the poor soul took out deo? 😅🤣
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Arf, well if you were going for a walk with zombies, you’d probably ask them to wipe some deo on themselves, right?
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Absolutely 😄❤️
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Let me guess… It was Sprite Guard? 😀 😀 😀
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Hah, badumtish!
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Wasn’t sure how well that one would go over honestly. 😀 I wasn’t sure if Right Guard was sold outside the U.S.
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It does, and our adverts are as bad as yours. 😛
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Perfectly priceless, 😀 😀
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It is in the UK.
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Lol
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Grins
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Guffaws
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BIg LOLs 🙂
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Cheers. 🙂
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That confused me, I use dove 🕊
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Oof, do you pluck the bird before applying it to yourself? 😛
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No just catch it in flight and use its wings to freshen up
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Confused me even more. What is deodorant?
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That thing that’s meant to make your sweat smell nice, but is often deployed as a chemical weapon by teenagers on the tube. Hey, Lynx, I’m lookin’ at ya!
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Ah, Lynx. Cool Cat!
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Or a smelly cat depending on how much spray-on deodorant their nans have bought them.
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Color me confused. When you said stick of deodorant, I wasn’t sure if it was for the smell of the dead Sprites, or if he was telling the sleeping Sprite they needed to get on the stick, an American idiom meaning to get going or get down to work.
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I have never heard of that idiom… Haha. I figured some bloated, waterlogged Sprite zombies were gonna need somethin’ to take the edge of the smell.
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I can imagine the same. Need a whole bottle of room freshener or deodorant.
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Hah, after a Friday night curry, most people need a stick of deo up the bum.
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Haha
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