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"I am dying." "Its hardly a cold." "Will you fetch me a thermometer?" "I will send for one, you Shakespearean." "I am glad you can make jokes to a dying friend." "Learn to hold your wine." "You mean drink? Or what I am doing now?" "Both." "Will you still be my friend in the morning?" "If you are alive." "Good. I am dying you know?" "You died a week ago and the week before that." "It's real this time. You will not be happy in the morning." "Why is that?" "You will wake to a foul smell and realize that your mourning will be spent digging a hole." "Oh, so like most mornings with you." "You are a real pal. Pass the wine?"
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Sep 25, 2018
Sep 25, 2018 at 11:07 PM UTC
Conversation with a Grave Digger
"I am dying." "Its hardly a cold." "Will you fetch me a thermometer?" "I will send for one, you Shakespearean." "I am glad you can make jokes to a dying friend." "Learn to hold your wine." "You mean drink? Or what I am doing now?" "Both." "Will you still be my friend in the morning?" "If you are alive." "Good. I am dying you know?" "You died a week ago and the week before that." "It's real this time. You will not be happy in the morning." "Why is that?" "You will wake to a foul smell and realize that your mourning will be spent digging a hole." "Oh, so like most mornings with you." "You are a real pal. Pass the wine?"
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EvilShredder
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Sep 25, 2018
Sep 25, 2018 at 11:07 PM UTC
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