Dear neighbor, can I remain with you and take your phat manmeat in my tiny backside

I never met John but he was having a party and didn't invite me. I HAVE endeavoured in this Ghostly little book, to raise the Ghost of an Idea, which. I meander through the neighborhood, searching for the man it's attached to. You were lucky to have her in your face. It would probably send you off into a huge flare.