I promised the man at King Pie who
sold me a life-threatening, food-disease
causing chicken-mayonnaise-pie that I
would contact him from heaven once
I’ve died after eating his pie to let
him know how heaven is
But now I’m still alive, only bursting
out of my clothes, I’m immune to everything
on earth, I think even Mr Cut-Me-Own-Throat
Dibbler’s Sausage-Inna-Bun would
have no untoward effect on me,
even though they’re made of
Dead rat and other scary things!
Terry Pratchett – Discworld Series – Soul Music
Mr Dibbler is one of his characters.
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