plaidmax:

The fact that the closet in my bedroom containing my
grandfather’s old rifles from WWII mysteriously opens by itself whenever I’m
not in the room used to disturb me, until Sarah and I made a joke on the
podcast about how he’s just coming back to finish killing nazis and now it’s
like, alright, hypothetical ghost of the grandfather I never met. you go get
those motherfuckers. haunt this room with my blessing