"On today's channel 4's news, serial ki-"
Benimaru turns off the tv and stands as he picks up his coat and walks out his door. Humming his favorite tune, before he stepped on a hand.
"What in the fuck?!-" he says.
Looking down he sees, long red hair wearing a black crop top and brown khakis, with curvy hips and a perfectly toned ass. Benimaru smirks and squats down, poking the assumingly dead corpse. 
"Ya hooo? Are ya dead dude?" Beni inquires. 
The corpse opens it eye and groans. 
"Dude shut up...I'm tryna...sleep..." he says before falling dead....again-
"Fucker....HUH?!" Beni shouts.
He then picks the corpse and drags him down the road all the way to his house. 
"Fucking heavy son of a bitch. The fuck you eat? Humans? Shit." Beni says after throwing the corpse in the bed. 
He stares at the corpse and pokes it again. A growls leaves the corpses mouth and Benimaru scrambles back behind the couch and pulls out a spatula, aiming at the corpses head. 
"I will beat you the fuck up...no cap." Beni whisper yells. 
                           THE ADVENTURES OF BENIMARU

Running around the house, Benimaru pulls his pants on and throws on a shirt, for he had an appointment to get to for his modeling job. 
"Okay dead corpse, I gotta bounce. Don't burn the house down." he says.
He stops and then starts to cackle. 
"BWAHAHAHAHAH HE CAN'T HEAR ME!! HE'S UNCONSCIOUS!! AHAHAHA"
On another day he was making a cake and swings his ass in the air, jamming to music. 
"Hey corpse, can you hear me?" he asks.
No reply.
"Dumbass. The hell did you think? Fucker is dead." he cackles again.