I inherited a mansion, but it isn't big enough

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My great-grandfather finally died and left me all of his wealth. It's about time. He was seriously old.

When I went to enter my new home I found out the creepy butler was still there.

"Welcome to your new home, master."

I stepped inside and wiped my feet on the antique carpet.

"You're fired," I told him as he started sniffing me.

"I'm afraid you can't get rid of me," he replied before sniffing me again.

"Seriously, get out before I call the cops."

"But I'm a part of this house. Also I'm a ghost."

I tried to punch him, but my hand went right through.

"Okay you're not fired, but get me a vacuum cleaner."

"As you wish, master." He sniffed at me again and then went to fetch the vacuum cleaner.

When he came back I turned it on and used it to suck him inside.

"Oh heavens! This is most unpleasant!" Those were his final words before I turned it off and threw the vacuum cleaner into the basement.

I hired a two sexy maids instead and things have been great. I see some ghosts occasionally, but I just have my maids vacuum them up and throw them in the basement as well. My only regret is that this mansion only has 50 rooms. I was hoping for at least 51. Oh well, maybe I'll have an extra room built. My basement is filling up with vacuum cleaners pretty quickly anyway.



Credited to TurquoiseUmbrella 

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