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I came in from working out this morning to find this guy haunting my living room:

The Phantom Stranger

He introduced himself as the Phantom Stranger, and then went to the fridge to clutch a diet coke for a while in order to cool off his hands, because phantoms always have cold hands.

Here’s his close-up:

My hands are cold. Because I’m a phantom.

I told him he’s the perfect combination of the Unabomber and the Green Arrow,

When Archie complained, he was granted “Phantom Hitchhiker” status.