"Hey 'Mo, I've got a corpse I need buried."
"You working at the morgue again? I'll pick it up during business hours tomorrow."
"It's not at the morgue, 'Mo. It's at my house."
"... why is there a corpse at your house, Rose?"
"Well, I mean, it's still walking around. For now."
"No! You know I don't fuck with that any more. I just need to bury it. That's the best way out for everyone involved."
"Rose. Would it be more accurate to say that what you have is not yet a corpse?"
"Well, yes ... But it will be soon!"