Sometimes I miss my humanity, and I regret not making a break for it when I had the chance to save it.

...okay, now I've said once before that I don't feel anger. This applies to being "blue" as well. I am Death, I don't have emotions. But I suppose I can act it well enough, which usually get's me laid. So you do the math.

Murder, Anita, violence, blood, watching Anita kill people, horror movies, watching anyone kill someone/something...you get the point.

...you would stop asking such deep questions. Or if hunting vampires and lycanthropes was perfectly legal again, so I could have my sick kicks without having to kill the witnesses, too.

Some more ammunition would be nice. It comes with a Keep Honking, I'm Reloading sticker if you buy enough that it's delivered in an eighteen wheeler.

I don't cook. I live off of Donna's cooking, fast food or room service.