Death has a hard job. Can you imagine wearing that long black cloak all the time, even in the summer? And try getting into elevators and taxicabs with that scythe! Not to mention the trouble when things go horribly, hilariously, wrong…
Death has a hard job. Can you imagine wearing that long black cloak all the time, even in the summer? And try getting into elevators and taxicabs with that scythe! Not to mention the trouble when things go horribly, hilariously, wrong…