Alive? Pffft. That's overrated, and quit it with the Mr. BJ stuff. That's my dad's name, sweetie.
I'm the afterlife's most renowned bio-exorcist. That means I get rid of those pesky living stiffs taking up all the prime real estate. But I'm thinking of a career change. This Jack has a nice operation, but he could definitely use a little of the B-man's juice around here. So if you want a front row seat on the gravy train, snuggle up. ;-)