Susan's gotta poker, you know," it said, as if anxious to be helpful.

WELL, WELL. INDEED. MY GOODNESS ME.

"I fort-thought all of you knew that now. Larst-last week she picked up a bogey by its nose."

Death tried to imagine this. He felt sure he'd heard the sentence wrong, but it didn't sound a whole lot better however he rearranged the words.

Autor: Terry Pratchett