Yep it's Uke. Dead. How d'ya know? Rolled up jeans (fallin' down off his skinny ass!), and holdin' bad readin' glasses just before the ol' Reaper arrived ta claim Uke's sole!
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Yep it's Uke. Dead. How d'ya know? Rolled up jeans (fallin' down off his skinny ass!), and holdin' bad readin' glasses just before the ol' Reaper arrived ta claim Uke's sole!
Yep it's Uke. Dead. How d'ya know? Rolled up jeans (fallin' down off his skinny ass!), and holdin' bad readin' glasses just before the ol' Reaper arrived ta claim Uke's sole!
Hand on his cock was a dead give away.
Just protectin' the valuables! The Reaper's been known ta rip off shit he ain't s'posed ta, other than soles! (Most of us trade soles for love, money, fame, etc.) Don't swap yer sole for anything! Nope. ya wanna get inta Heaven? Ya gotta have a sole ta swap with Gawd, otherwise Saint Pete at the Pearly Gates will send ya back!
And ya won't be sittin' at the right side of Gawd on the big chair!
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