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| So then I sez, I sez to G-God, you can just SCHTICK thish job, being Death shucksh a fat one!! *hic* | |
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| Haha. What sucks about it? | |
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| I mean, going around the world all day and taking lives indiscriminately, without mercy. And showing up with a scythe. | |
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| Seems pretty sweet to me. Plus, you get that cool robe. | |
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| You don't get to chooshe the people you kill. They're ushually jusht fuckin' old. | |
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| Well, OK, but how's the medical? | |
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