So, ya see, Bob, you HAVE to die. I mean, that burglar out in the living room is bound to kill you off, anyway.
Why? Is it because I'm black?! HUH?! Am I different?
Earlier...
Eep! A robot thing trying to kill meh! Runs! Oh, god, he smells like shit! Run for your GODDAMNED LIVES! The...hell? Who would rob a house smelling like THAT?!
