On account of the coffin.
When your sister tells you she's dating an NFL wide receiver.
Nothing, you already told 'em twice.
Plague-arism
Rap Music
Hey, is that you coffin? Ba-dum-tsk...
They're both filled with stiffs one's coming one's going.
AcCOUNTing.
Me, when I remember to floss once a month. Edit: account got hacked and showed something different. Sorry about that