Death's first name is Eugene

This is why he has no compassion. His parents didn't even have the heart to call him Gene. Oh no. Always Eugene.

I feel pity for death really.

Sure he's anti-social. Anti-life. Anti-Healthcare and Anti-Laundry Detergent. But it goes much deeper than that.

Death's problems are rooted deeply in a neglectful home, and parents unwilling to give the proper nurturing.

All death wanted was tuba lessons, a pack of smokes, and peach iced cream. Is that too much for a young skeletal man to ask? Of course not.

He never got any of that. He just walked around the house lethargically muttering, "dum dum DEE dum DUM dee dum dum dum DUM dum" and sighing a lot. Oh for want of a tuba.

Then to make matters worse, he hardly ever got fed, until he withered away to nothing but bones. Not even any skin.

Unforgivable.

His parents were just awful. When I meet death, it'll be with a hug and a tuba. That's what I say.

1- Leanne on Aug. 2 2007

Maybe they weren't so bad. Maybe they were saying "Oi, you! Gene!"

I think you're being unfair. You think it was all innocent? I ask you, what would happen if you packed a tuba with peach icecream and a bit of something explosive (like gym socks), then lit it with a fag? Death was really wanting to construct a terrorist bass.

The brass would have had his hide.