“Huh. So, I’m starting to get it right?” “‘Starting’ being the operative word.” “You don’t have to be a dick about it.” “I have to do something with my time here.” Jason peered at the Reaper with narrowed his eyes. “Was that… a joke? That was a joke, wasn’t it?” Jason turned and waved his arms, dripping cheese and mustard from his pretzels as he shouted to the scattered great astral beings. “Hey everyone! The Reaper just made a joke!” “Really?” the Celestial Book mumbled through a mouthful of pretzel. “Was it any good?” Jason stopped to think about it. “You know, for a first attempt, it wasn’t
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