bad enough when the dead come walking, now you want them talking as well? no good will come of that, i'll warrant. and who's to say that the bones wouldn't lie? why should death make a man truthful, or even clever?
the dead are likely dull fellows, if you ask me, full of tedious complaints - the ground's too cold, my gravestone should be larger, why does he get more worms than i do...
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