Mike Koss of aeropause.com blogs about a bathroom encounter of the spooky kind. Being attacked by the scariest ghost known to man, Boo! Basic graffiti, but still interesting.

Last weekend, I took a roadtrip to Charleston, South Carolina. As per any trip whose distance is upwards of 700 miles, one needs to stop and refuel their vehicle. And, in order to minimize physical time on the road and in the car, you usually want to combine reasons for stopping whenever the vehicle does finally cease motion: meals and bathroom, gas and bathroom, etc. This is especially imperative when you're driving with a newborn. Late into the evening, I stopped for my final fill-up before reaching our final destination and decided to hop inside the gas station and hit the head. As I proceed to wash my hands, peering over my shoulder from behind the convenience dispenser is none other than one of our favorite apparitions: Boo. Now I know what Mario feels like.

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