You wanna walk this path you gotta go through me
Of course ahm death...Mah cloak?...uh...It's at the cleaners
Ah am Enoch: Son of Cain. What's it to you?
Thirty years ah put up with her hell. Thirty... long... years...
If you dont get that camera out of mah face
*in a gay normous voice* Well, ah like to start mah day with a little gardening. Ah find that it leave me with a calm and tingly feeling throughout the day.
Scythe what scythe?
<_<
>_>
And finally,
How else did you think she fat in such a small coffin