Yolanda was walking down the streets of Pleasant, Florida. Suddenly, a hole opened up beneath his feet. As he fell into what is now know as the Pleasant Abyss of Florida, he was reminded of a story his grandpa once told him. Grandpa was a native American, and an insane one at that. Grandpa, that wily Native, wove a story about him and the reaper. The reaper, dressed all in black, woke him from his sleep one cold night. He held his broadsword right above the wily Native's throat. Then, with a swift movement, the reaper cut his own head off. Yolanda is still falling as we speak.
