Ghost-of-a-Chance

It’s been over seven years since RUSH released Clockwork Angels, and nothing has changed. I still fall into an all-encompassing, skin-prickling, lung-stilling, and soul-rending state of ecstasy every time I hear “The Wreckers.” The problem? My hubby has crazy-narrow tastes in music and can’t comprehend how I can love that song so much. It’s true, but I feel like telling him “it makes my ears jizz themselves” would be poorly received by someone who only enjoys music with screaming in it.
Seriously. My ears need a smoke after the song’s over. It’s that freakin’ good.

Oh this is hilarious. I’ve once again buggered the buzzard on posting chapters and have reached out for help...and the ad on the thread, last I checked, is for something called Ghost’s Dilemma.
My pen-name varies from site-to-site due to various site restrictions on logins, but the name I go by online is Ghost Chance. Thanks for the publicity but I kinda feel called out.

Things which literally never happen to me:
Hearing Nuvole Bianche without mentally melting into a blissful rapturous puddle Seeing “Woozle” snoring with his mouth open and his little tongue hanging out without snickering Smelling an old book without the urge to huff it like a lunatic regardless of who’s watching Tasting a well-prepared quality tea without being thankful for life in general Feeling Heiferlump step on me with her pointy little toes without shrieking in pain then apologizing for startling her.  

Things which literally never happen to me:
Hearing Nuvole Bianche without mentally melting into a blissful rapturous puddle Seeing “Woozle” snoring with his mouth open and his little tongue hanging out without snickering Smelling an old book without the urge to huff it like a lunatic regardless of who’s watching Tasting a well-prepared quality tea without being thankful for life in general Feeling Heiferlump step on me with her pointy little toes without shrieking in pain then apologizing for startling her.  

Things which literally never happen to me:
Hearing Nuvole Bianche without mentally melting into a blissful rapturous puddle Seeing “Woozle” snoring with his mouth open and his little tongue hanging out without snickering Smelling an old book without the urge to huff it like a lunatic regardless of who’s watching Tasting a well-prepared quality tea without being thankful for life in general Feeling Heiferlump step on me with her pointy little toes without shrieking in pain then apologizing for startling her.  

Things which literally never happen to me:
Hearing Nuvole Bianche without mentally melting into a blissful rapturous puddle Seeing “Woozle” snoring with his mouth open and his little tongue hanging out without snickering Smelling an old book without the urge to huff it like a lunatic regardless of who’s watching Tasting a well-prepared quality tea without being thankful for life in general Feeling Heiferlump step on me with her pointy little toes without shrieking in pain then apologizing for startling her.