Last night I dreamed I got a job working for the Ghostbusters. Not catching ghosts. My job was to mop up the ectoplasm outside the containment unit while the other guys eat Twinkies. Also the ghosts of my parents are down here and my mom keeps asking me when I’m going to do something with my life. I asked the guys if they could please catch my parents’ ghosts and put them in the containment unit, but Venkman thinks it’s funny to try to hit on my mom.
This job sucks.
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