Clawing at the lid of her coffin.
2: 'Well, I think I can really push my limits' 1: 'Oh right, are you sure ' 2: 'I'm definite'.
I put the wrong socks on today.
Clawing at the inside of her coffin.
Me. Ow.
Scream and scratch at the top of his coffin.
Coffin and spluttering!
Because whenever one of them climbs to the top, the others drag it back down.
Scratching at the lid of his coffin.
Blon-D