Day in the life of a reaper

Prologue

Scene 1

Life sucks,

A woman and a man went into a room.

Scene 2

Then reproduce,

Then shows a hospital room.

Scene 3

Then you die.

Shows a casket at a funeral.

Though my life sucked, I was fortunate not to experience having my Vagina resized to a watermelon.

Scene 4

To a school in sex-ed, a teacher holding a lemon and a watermelon.

Scene 5

In a hospital room, a woman was screaming at her husband.

Woman: You did this to me!

Thank God I didn't have a boyfriend, so that cancels the hole baby thing, though sometimes I wondered if I would've been a better mother than my mother or….

Scene 6

Then George was daydreaming about what it would have been like if she was still alive, and had children. Holding a screaming crying baby while 2 older kids were physically fighting over a plush toy, while their house was on fire.

Scene 7

Then George came to the realization

…..Yeah, no, thank God I'm dead, that would have been a total nightmare.

Scene 8

George was at the table with Rube, Mason, Daisy, and Roxy was at the table talking and Rube was passing out sticky notes.

George: So, who's the unlucky soul today?

George looks down at the note at the E.t.d, estimated time of death.

Name: T. Moran

E.T.D: 2:00 pm

1242 South Boulevard

George: God, that's a horrible fucked up name it almost sounds like moron, and the place, that side of town is the fucking worst!

Mason: Oh, it's not that bad, there's a lot of cuties there, or so I've heard.

Rube: Pick up women on your own time, please peanut, please don't be late for this one.

George: Why?

Rube: Just go please and take Mason with you.

George: Again, why?

Rube, with rage, throws his hands on the table.

Rube: George please, just do as you're told please, for once.

George was shocked, she had never seen Rube this mad before.

George: Ok! Fine! Whatever just can someone take us, I don't want to be shot, or stabbed!

Rube and Roxy: You won't get shot!

Mason: Or stabbed, but aren't you already dead? Why are you worrying so much about it for?

Daisy: I don't know, she's got a point, it is a rough and tuff neighborhood filled with cokeheads, sex traffickers, rapists, and murderers.

Rube: You, get going! You, stop with the fearmongering!

Roxy: Here, before Rube busts a blood vessel, I'll take you two nimrods, and Mason, no drugs in or around my car, please.

Mason: Come on Roxy, I may be a drug addict sleaze ball, but I don't have any drugs on me all the Bloody time.

Roxy: Should I frisk you, make you look stupid and check, or have you check yourself.

Mason: Oh, I've been waiting for you to frisk me, please frisk me, love…

Then he went by her ear and purred seductively.

Mason (Whisper): And it's in my secret hiding spot, way up in my bum, so have fun, I know I certainly will.

Roxy: Uh, you perv! I would rather Fuck a house plant; God I wish I could come up with something here.

George:…

But I got nothing.

George: Why do I always get stuck in the fucking middle of your guy's stupid fights?! Please get a fucking room.