Death Comes to Us All

David:
What the f*** are you doing in my house?

Death:
Er, bit tricky. Look, I'll be back in five minutes, you just carry on doing what you're doing, and I'll be right back.

Death:
Do you have to watch?

Death:
Why?

David:
I can't go while someone's watching?

Death:
Are you taking the piss?

Death:
F***ing hell fire, the freshly dead are a pain in the neck.

David:
Who the hell are you?

Death:
Oh sh*t, er, Have you got the time?

Death:
Right, fine, 'am Death

David:
Death?

Death:
Yer.

David:
The Grim Reaper?

Death:
If you like.

David:
F*** off.

Death:
Look were you going to kill yourself or not?

David:
Well yer but...

Death:
Well there you go then. Now if you don't mind 'am running short of time.

David:
You've got an Ipad?

Death:
Yep.

David:
In the afterlife?

Death:
Hey, ever since Steve Jobs joined us we are so up-to-date. You 'wanna see my I-Scythe.