

Great UI, works smoothly in the USA.
Death’s podcast is called “Live, Laugh, Languish.”
Death writes poetry now. It’s all haikus about missed deadlines.
They tried to use Outlook to sync Doomsday. It crashed.
They’re not horsemen anymore—they’re just guys with hobbies.
Famine owns four air fryers and no shame.
Death tried to collect my soul but couldn’t find parking.
They all agreed to meet on Zoom and then forgot the password.
The apocalypse is now a group chat that no one replies to.
Pestilence has 400 unread soul notifications.