So you wanted to be an astronaut when you grew up, right? But instead your good looks and genius intellect made you the marketing guy at a company that makes Halloween props costumes. So you were working on product descriptions to help bring people to the greatest Halloween website on the planet and suddenly realized that it's okay that you never became a real astronaut because you could just buy an astronaut costume with a bunch of embroidered patches on it and then PRETEND that you became an astronaut at your high school class reunion. You went to the reunion and got into a huge argument with your high school's star hockey player, Nick, who now works in finance at some firm downtown. He's trying to claim that you just bought that astronaut outfit to pretend to everybody that you've been to space, which is exactly what you did, so you flip out and start throwing some of the glow in the dark stars in your pocket and one of them hits him in the eye. He freaks out and you are removed from the bar, and now everyone you went to school with calls you "that psycho astronaut dude," but you don't care because while you were sitting around feeling sorry for yourself, some drunk guy just gave you a handful of cash because he thought you were a real astronaut.

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