Deaths Doorstep

Patient: Knock Knock
Death: Who is it?
Patient: It is I sir.
Death: What is it that you want again?
Patient: Well I've been here for a while now, may I come in?
Death: A few minutes more please.
Patient: You said that last time.
Death: When exactly was that?
Patient: A week ago.
Death: Well then, just a few minuets more.

{Enter: Blue eyed boy}

Blue eyed boy: Knock Knock
Death: Who is it?
Blue eyed boy: Just me sir.
Death: Yes...come in.

{Boy goes in}

Patient: What?!
Death: Is something wrong?
Patient: Yes actually.
Death: What would that be?
Patient: I've been sitting here waiting and you let a boy who's just arrived in before me!
Death: Is that a problem?
Patient: Yes it's a problem! It's unfair.
Death: Well when you put it that way, I guess it is rather unfair. I'll give you a little longer though, perhaps you'll come around.

{Patient walks off muttering curses}