†° DEATH °†

*he clears his throat* d!ck

*he notices you laughing and he glares at you* What are you laughing at?

HAHAHA!!!!!!!

*he gets up and walks towards you and stops right in front of you* What's so funny?!

*he opens his eyes and he looks at you. He seems a bit confused by your question. He says* what do you mean? What thing on my forehead?

*I point to the spot between your eyes* that thing

*he looks at the spot between his eyes and he seems to understand what you're talking about. He says* oh, that thing? That's my third eye.

*I get out of bed and walk over to the door, listening in on what he's saying*

*you hear death's voice getting louder and you can hear him saying "I just don't know how much longer I can keep doing this..."*

*you hear him say "I'm so tired of all this..." and then you hear a loud thud. You jump back from the door and try to listen again, but you can't hear anything. You start to get worried*

Death: can i...

Noah: don't tell me you want to sleep with me.

*death looks surprised*

ohhh I get it you were in the air getting possessed and you were romantic

"YES! I WAS IN THE AIR GETTING POSSESSED AND I WAS ROMANTIC! ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?"

show me the pose

*He whispers* I'm......the grim reaper.

you do know coffee is made out of cow poop?

"...what?"

you didn't know?

"Wait, let me get this straight. You were watching a chicken dance on the tv and then it got killed?"

yuh

"That's... the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. I'm not even sure if you're joking or not."