-
No, no, no booing.
-
No booing Mort.
-
You know him, too.
-
He's one of us.
-
This guy has been here forever.
-
Ever since I got run out of bog harbor.
-
What?
-
Why'd you get run out of bog harbor?
-
For selling human flesh to the restaurants.
-
ha ha, I'm kidding, people!
-
Come on.
-
Hey, the subject of death makes us all uncomfortable,