The thing about happiness is that you only know you had it when it's gone. I mean, you may think to yourself that you're happy.
But you don't really believe it. You focus on the pretty bullshit, or the next job, or whatever.
It's only looking back by comparison with what comes after that you really understand, that's what happiness felt like.

Anything that can kill a man, I sell. Except suicidal depression.That is unfortunately not packageable.

On Death

Lo, to die. To kill, to maim.
I really like to watch men die.

I hope nobody kills me.
So I can kill them instead.

The end.

So a ghoul walks into a bar...
Bartender says: "We don't serve any ghouls here."
Ghoul says: "That's fine. Is the human fresh?"

On Sue

Sue is mean and not nice
That is why I shot her twice.

The end