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Death: ugh. Mrs. Schmidt… these cookies… what’s in these -
Mrs. Schmidt: Ssh. You said it was time. You didn’t say for who.
Good night,
WestleyMrs Schmidt. Good work. Sleep well. I’ll most likely kill you in the morning.We all know that DEATH speaks in capital letters.
Not just any capital letters, sᴍᴀʟʟ ᴄᴀᴘɪᴛᴀʟ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀs
but my name is spelled in lowercase with first letter capitalized, I am not my corporation! is this a maritime court death? why won’t you accept my personal passport that says I have 999 more years in the state of Arizona
I was about to say, this is some strong Granny Weatherwax energy