I wish I had a friend named named Bernie. I would spend a weekend at his house, and it would be the craziest weekend of my life. Unfortunately, It’d be the only weekend I could spend at Bernie’s place, cuz if everything went as planned, Bernie would be dead when I got there… and my friend, Andrew McCarthy and I (My friend Andrew McCarthy would accompany me to Bernie’s house) would have to string Bernie up like a marionette, put some sunglasses on him, and make him seem alive for the course of the entire weekend. The big problem is that Bernie lives on the beach, and has all sorts of crazy parties… and Andrew McCarthy and I would have to fool everyone into thinking that Bernie was still alive… I don’t really remember why we’d have to do that, but we would. Anyway, over the course of the weekend I’d end up solving Bernie’s murder case (I suppose I should mention that Bernie was murdered… and I’m pretty sure it was set up to look like Andrew McCarthy and I were the ones who killed him… that’s why we had to try convince people that Bernie was still alive).
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