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You'll never have to

hear from him again.

Just don't piss off love ghosts,

they can be deadly.

Fern, you can still walk away.

I'm not leaving

Robert like that.

When love ghosts

get outta hand,

it can turn a regular guy

into a complete madman.

Side hug.

Robert. Robert.

Robert.

-Fern, dinner's ready.

-Fern.

You-you're not mad at me?

Why would I be mad at you?

I love you.

I was planning on telling you,

but the other night was

such a blur.

I must've caught a

bug or something.

Robert... you're bleeding.

Really?

Here, this'll help.

Fern, dinner's ready.

Sexual harassment.

It's everywhere.

It's on the streets.

It's in schools.

It's in the workplace.

And why is it everywhere?

Because the people

aren't educated.

So I, Kelsey Petersen,

have taken it upon myself,

with my latest startup business,

to educate the people

about sexual harassment,

but in a totally fun, new way.

With sock puppets.

Sock puppets.

Sexual harassment

sock puppets.

They make sexual harassment fun.

It's great that you're starting

your own business, Kelsey.

It's my fifth business.

Entrepreneurship is the

backbone of our country.

Capitalism is evil.

But this idea just

doesn't make any sense.

Well, it has some kinks.

I'll figure it out later.

It's okay, Kelsey.

Kelsey?

So, Fern, still tryin'

to pork your boyfriend?

Dean!

What?

He die-!

What?

He died.

You should really think

about writin' that

into your college essay.

You know, they love

tragic sh*t like that.

That's very funny, Dean.

Dean, I suggest

you leave, right now,

or I'm gonna pull up

your personal website.

I'm outie!

What website? Babe?

What? What website?

Well, if it makes

it any better,

Fern was about to break up with...

-Kelsey!

What?

No, Robert, I...

I told you she needed therapy.

Why are you hugging her?

Why didn't I get a salad?

Fern, what were they

talking about in there?

Robert, there's no

easy way to say this,

so I'm just gonna say it.

Say what?

The other night,

you lost your head.

I apologize for

the other night.

I don't even remember

what happened.

No, it was cut off.

I think we should

break up.

What?

You're dead, Robert.

I'm a vampire?

You're not undead.

You're just dead.

Ghosts are way cooler

than vampires, anyway.

So, that's why no

one was talking to me?

Can anyone else see me?

Maybe you should

take some time

to figure things out.

Fine, I'll go to my grave.

That'll be fun.

Sh*t!

I should really learn how

to walk through walls.

Yeah.

There ya go, sweetie.

Thanks, Flapper Girl.

Good day.

My name is Temperance Baker.

We're grave neighbors.

This is my tombstone.

Hi, I'm Robert.

Why the bitter

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