What if you lived in a passive/aggressive haunted house? One minute it would scream "Get out!" - the next it would be like "Sorry! I love you!" The next day blood would run from the walls for a couple minutes before it was like "Sorry! I was drunk" and then have flowers come out of the bookshelves.

What would you do? I mean imagine bringing in a therapist and your home was like "The Great Zul curses you to..... Wait! I love those new curtains!"

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