Digital Ghost Whisperer Pillows

'A friend has added you on FaceBoo.'

'Human Error .. Yet Again.'

"I got those famous last words you wanted"

"Tech-support has confirmed it. Screaming and hitting the computer won't solve the problem. You'll have to try something else."

"Really? That's the only game in this house?"

Get out of the way, Harold - I'm trying to talk to Cuddles.

'F-E-E-D-T-H-E-D-O-G . . . Hey that's spooky! Why would your granddad say that?'

"Lori, I can’t talk right now — I’m right in the middle of updating my dog’s Facebook page."

I used to love coming here. Nudist beach.

The spirit in the wall would go on and ond, but Alvin never let it bother him.

"He says he's been sending you messages from beyond the grave but it's possible they're going straight into your junk folder."

Computer help.

"Dang, there goes another piece of the wife's good china. You see father, it's

"I'll check and see if he's available."

S�ance "I'm through to your husbands voice-mail"

"Ok, you were right – dogs can see ghosts."

"Please....wait...the...meeting...host...will....let you...in....soon."

'Astronomy I, Astronomy II, Astronomy III'

'In other words, statistics prove that statisticians aren't always right.'

'As far as we can tell, the system went down because someone stepped on a crack in the sidewalk.'

"You're on mute."

"The sellers recommended that I burn some sage during the tour."

'Ach, Herr Scrooge - ghost of this, ghost of that...serious delusions.'

"I'm the ghost of Christmas Tree Future, and honestly, it doesn't turn out well for you."

"Your wife says she's been watching you, and there are a lot of things you need to work on."

'U. . .S. .U. .C. .K. . . . L. . O. . L.'

"You'll be able to talk to your husband. I have video conferencing."

'...and where did you bury the bone?'

Cemetery: Communicated with your loved one see Madam Zolta within.

'Going to Puppy School is so old fashioned Dad: I can do the course through open learning now...'

"I'm getting your dear, departed husband—he can't believe you paid forty-five dollars for this."

"Finally, a co-worker who CAN handle Big data!"

"Joe, is that you? Can you really hear me? What's the password for the email?"

'When I googled myself, and nothing came up, I began to question my own existence!'

'I'm sorry, but it's suffering from a terminal disease.'