Who ya gonna call when you see a fuckin' ghost? You call the mother fucking Ghostbusters! A scared-as-fuck librarian. Extreme-electric-shock-therapy. A legitimate phenomenon. One ugly-as-fuck ghost-bitch. Lewis the pimp. What the fuck is in Ripley's fridge? A cool-as-fuck commercial. A bug-eyed receptionist. Venkman doesn't act like a scientist. Those iconic-as-fuck uniforms. A hungry-ass ghost-blob. Ray's goggles. Actual-physical-contact. That mother fucker just slimed me! Fuckin' Egon. World-wide fame. The fuckin' EPA. A giant-ass Twinkie. A party-crashing dog. Never get involved with possessed people. Dana gets kinky. Winston gets spiritual and has seen shit that will turn your ass white as a ghost. Bye-bye protection grid. A meeting with the mayor. A police escort to bust some ghosts. That fuckin' apartment complex. Are you a God? It's Miller time! The mother fucking Stay Puft Marshmallow Man will fuck your ass up. Fuck you ghosts! Ray Parker's theme is still relevant and it makes me want to dance. It's always fuckin' great to see Bill Murray in his fuckin' prime. This iconic 80's comic delight is a classic and a must view for all.

It breaks my heart to add this to my review: RIP Harold Ramis. Forever your fan! Forever a fuckin' legend! Gone but never ever fuckin' forgotten.