so I went out on a drive (or ya know, an excuse to get lost and force myself to learn my city) and saw a beacon of white light....or a sign for a haunted house. Tires squealed, people honked, and I pulled into the parking lot. I marched right up to someone and introduced myself. Turns out it was the owner and given my experience I'll be starting
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i'm happy that you got a job at a haunted house this year.. and kind of jealous that u don't have to deal with steve. BTW, dale and i went up to the house and saw him yesterday and the first thing I said to him was "hey douche-bag!" just for you. :)
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