/lit/ - Literature

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"You're early," Death finally says as a strangely dressed man walks into the waiting room and up to his desk. The room was otherwise empty of occupants, except for the decapitated body in one of the chairs pretending to read an old copy of Mad Magazine.
"Yeah... Sorry about.. that." Said the man as he signed the clipboard with 'Sign in please :)' written at the top.
Death looked up from his game of Windows 95 Solitaire and was able to get a clear look at him. He was dressed in a cheap Batman costume, some sort of steel cable noose was tied around his neck. The crotch was cut out of the costume and his penis had been severed.
Death sighed, "You know, when I posted that, I didn't think this many of you would actually do it."
"What?"
"The post, you know, from-" Death cut himself off before going on another tangent. Gorgo had already warned him that if management got one more complaint about Death yelling at customers about the "tibetan finger painting forums" he frequents, upper management may force him into disciplinary action.
"From... what?" Said Batman. Death jumped, realizing he had been staring at no-penis while spacing out.
"Nevermind, nothing important."

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