are you guys hunters

we went to new castle on a whim
we found William penns guest house
and some other sweet buildings
i happened to take some pictures near some grave stones
and that's when the creeper appeared
he snuck up behind me
with his creeper socks up to his creeper calves
and his creeper sweaty hair hanging over his creeper eyes
and breathing heavily he said to me and caleb in his high pitched squeeky creeper voice
"are you guys hunters"..........
we looked at each other
..... what.... uh ... no?
"are you guys ghost hunters" said the creepy creeper
oh... nooooo... no we are not ghost hunters
"oh well cool... just so you know this grave yard here is the most haunted place in all of new castle"
well thats neat.... thanks
"ok well i gotta go watch your backs....." said the middle aged ghost hunter as he took off in a sprint, head down crouched over short shorts and tucked in t-shirt flapping in the wind.
i looked at caleb and said cmon we gotta go check it out
he hesitated to go, only because he didnt want to be murdered by the creeper and his possible friends.
onword we trudged down cobblestone streets, the colonial buildings looming over us, creeping
through the dim light that was illuminated by the daunting street lamps.
finally we came upon the grave yard and we creeped up to the gate
i snapped a few pictures
then caleb started freaking out
he had seen something moving in the shadows
something worse than the ghosts and goulies that the creeper had boasted of
it was a skunk....
i looked over to the skunk and saw that the creeper was just feet away walking right towards the striped gas bag
and at that moment deep in my heart i smiled
i must say that i have never seen a middle aged nerd run so fast nor do i surmise that i will ever witness such a feat again ... it was simply beautiful
that was our cue to high tale it on home
and thus ended our trip to new castle
here are a few of the pictures i snapped