3 am this morning
Brain: It’s 3 am I must be lonely!
Me: Shut up.
Brain: What’s that thing..what do they call it when you have like..a ghost person who comes and cleans behind you after you actually clean but they’re not really a ghost?
Me: A maid?
Brain: NO NO NO. That’s not it. It’s..ghost..something. I swear it.
Me: No, you’re thinking of a maid.
Brain: NO I AM NOT.
Me: Shut up so we can go back to sleep please.
Brain: Mmmrf. I still think it’s called a ghost something. Like when you have a ghost writer, but instead of writing, they’re cleaning.
Me: THEY ARE CALLED MAIDS. GO TO SLEEP.
Brain: Aaaw the rain’s gonna wash away I believe it! Yeah..it’s 3 am..dun dun…