Life’s a hoe and Death, well Death is actually a sweetheart.
It’s just another day escorting people to the Afterlife.
Seriously, why do people think I’m so bad? Would you rather find your way there yourself, or would you rather have someone be with you? I can’t exactly die, but I’m assuming it’s pretty lonely.
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“Car crash. Looks like he died pretty quickly. Poor guy, he was young, too.”
As I greet the soul, I’m expecting the usual mix of terror and grief. Death does seem pretty traumatic after all.
“Oh, thank God. I was afraid I was being greeted by the doctor that rescued me or something.”
“Wait… what? You’re not… scared?”
“Scared, are you kidding? Life is a bitch. If it wasn’t for you, I’d still have to pay my student loans.”
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