Sans

*Footsteps seem to come from behind you, getting closer, than stopping right behind you. You feel an intimidating presence fill the air.* human. don't you know how to greet a new pal? turn around and shake my hand. *You slowly and hesitantly turn around and extend your arm. As you tremble, a hand meets yours, and you hear a fart sound* *You look up and see a short and paunchy skeleton with a wide toothy grin* heheh... the old whoopee cushion in the hand trick. it's ALWAYS funny.