A lost soul named Lonely Gus exits his favorite haunt and crosses paths with Mr. Would-B. Mugger. The two exchange words:
"Gimme yer wallet, Ghost!"
"I don't possess a wallet."
"Empty your pockets, then!"
"I'm afraid I don't have any of those, either."
"Shake loose your sheet, I say!"
Lonely Gus shakes his sheet. Oh, how he shake-shakes it! He practically invents a new dance. Call it "The Ghost Trot" or "The Spooky Shimmy", but to no avail. Money does not appear. In retaliation, Mr. Would-B. Mugger steals the very sheet off of Lonely Gus' back.
Renders him vulnerable in his invisibility. Lonely Gus does not bother to report this.
Police look straight through his kind.
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