You're the ruler of the universe. Try to show a little taste!
My girlfriend still doesn't know why her sweaters are always stretched out.
No, I'm all man. I even fought in WWII. Of course, I was wearing women's undergarments under my uniform.
In the afterlife you don't have to worry about looking for work.
The wind and the rain, gives this place a gleam that just isn't natural. And the ground, alive with crawling things, crawling death.
What do you know? Haven't you heard of suspension of disbelief?