He was Death, and he'd ridden in on a pale horse...

“Even if he doesn’t eat, he knows the cookies. I’ll bet his mother stuffed him f…”

“Law of the jungle. The betrayee gets to eat the betrayer. (Dante)Law of my jung…”

“Well, let’s all get maudlin, shall we? George, stop on the way and get us some …”

“It's like trying to train an ADD cat in a mouse factory.”