Oooo

Actually, I died years ago. Except I refuse to accept it. I told myself. I, O o o o, am not dead, and so I wasn’t. It is a simple concept, I’m sure you read about it in the manifesto correct?
[Oooo starts skidding down the rocky hill in front of them.]
If you are not going to follow me please inform my maid to heat up the unknown liquids I found in Shetlock’s trash can, I believe it will make a delectable stew.