Wow,” Sussman said, “you look hot even with the slight disfigurement.” I stopped and turned toward him. “What did you say?” “Um, you look hot?” “Let me ask you something,” I said, easing closer. He took a wary step back. “When you were alive, like, five minutes ago, would you have told some chick you’d just met that she looked hot?” He thought about that a moment, then answered, “No. My wife would divorce me.” “Then why is it the moment you guys die, you think you can say whatever you want to whomever you want?” He thought about that a moment, too. “Because my wife can’t hear me?” he offered.
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