I know you're been a faithful servant for many years, Reaper...but I'm afraid that we're going to have to let you go.
What the hell? Why?
Well, to be brutally honest, your job performance has been lacking lately. This Mariah Carey thing...She was prime for the taking! Plus, you make way too much $, and we want to cut expenses.
Are you out of your fucking mind? Who's gonna replace me?
Reaper, meet Captain Dingleberry. He's a people person, and I'm paying him minimum wage.
Well hello there! I may look like a pretty boy, but I'm tough as nails. M-o-o-n, that spells nails!
