Alright. In the interest of setting the record straight, I have a little literature lesson for all of you today. For all of those of you who like to shout 'The Iceman cometh!' whenever you see me walking down a hall.
You do know that the Iceman in that play is Death, right? (And possibly also represents the dissolution of empty dreams, but I have a theme going here.) So basically, you're announcing to all and sundry that Death is walking down the hallway. I would just like to point out, I don't actually go around murdering people. I am not, however, above freezing your coffee in your hand. So cut that shit out, plzkthnx.