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| I don't want to go in the Haunted Mansion, Ed. I'm scared of ghosts. | |
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| There's nothing to be scared of, Fred. Ghosts are just like you and I. Except that they don't need to eat or sleep. | |
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| Right. Oh, and they don't bleed anymore. They emit ectoplasm. | |
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| I wish I was smart like you. | |
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| No you don't, Bro. My genius IQ is a burden I must bear. | |
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