Let us remember that Shakespeare never said: Death is easy – comedy is hard. We hope in this little bundle of death you get a smidgen of both. But can we simply laugh it off? Whistle past that graveyard? We know the Reaper’s sharpened scythe doth swing to harvest all. Let us hope that, in that little pause betwixt the here and hereafter, we shriek with laughter before the fall – ay, there’s the rub, for in this silly bundle of death, what screams may come?
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