Death: Surprise, T-Rex! It's me, Death T-Rex: Oh NO!
T-Rex: I've got the DEATH HERSELF following me around!
Death: Boo! I'm Death Dromiceiomimus: Don't bring her near me, T-Rex! I don't need a skelly in robes messing up my day. T-Rex: I'm sorry, Dromiceiomimus! I don't control her!
Death: I'm a skeleton with a sword on a stick Utahraptor: She's kinda annoying, yeah? T-Rex: YEP!
Death: When I go on vacation silly things happen Utahraptor: Isn't she supposed to lead you away from this life? T-Rex: Who knows, man? I'm not a Death expert! I've never even died ONCE!
Death: I'm here to harvest the souls of the millions of bacteria in your digestive tract which live and die every day without anyone knowing T-Rex: Oh! Okay. Um, does it hurt? Death: Well! Death: Not for them
What are the haps my friends
all your problems are over
August 12th, 2024:Pouring one out for the bacteria in my digestive tract (I am pouring it out into my mouth and into that same tract)