funny astral visit 😂😃🤣😆

Afternoon readers.

Last night was one of the most funniest astral visit so far.

It started off being visited by my silly husband dressed up as Captain Jack sparrow actually he looked very much like Johnny Depp apart from the his blue eyes and cheeky smile, dreadlocks and all.

To finish the look off I could smell RUM yes RUM, he actually looked drunk. Now watching this idiot of a man pratting about looking like a pirate pissed as a fart had me in stitches.

We.were in a bedroom with an ensuite bathroom but there was no door to the bathroom just a huge dark turquoise blue curtain to use as a door.

Including in this silly visit was my only living child my 22 year old son.

He was being an idiot himself with his father in the bathroom and a curtain for a.door.

While I was in bed listening to my two men in the bathroom.

Gary drunk trying to have a pee and my son having a shave at the sink, I heard a loud sound of someone passing wind behind the curtain.

Then Gary shouted out "it wasn't me it was Jim".

Jim said laughing "it was me mum".

I was laughing myself and couldn't stop laughing at the silly husband and son that it literally woke me up from my astral visit to one of the cats scratching at the door.

I got up and let the cat in to the earth plane bedroom and got back into bed time was 3.30am.

I managed to get back to sleep but couldn't astral travel back to that bedroom again.

Woke up at 4.40am to the other cat, so I got up and let them out.

When I got up that morning my second husband said you were laughing while you were asleep what was so funny.

To me that was funny and weird.

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