Bleak small town in mideval europe. Plague doctors in beaked masks pile up the bodies. Dejected peasants trudge the streets with hopeless looks on their faces.

A young well-dressed man with a broad smile stands up on a crate.

"Hey fellas! Gather in, gather in! I'm here to tell you some great news - you don't have to be sad! Don't let a little thing like the plague get you down! What's the big deal?"

"My arm fell off yesterday."

"It did only if you believe it did! It's all about the mindset. Think about it like this, you now have one less arm to carry around!"

"Lugging around two of these things was getting kinda heavy, since I didn't have anything to eat for several days..."

"That's the spirit! Imagine how many calories you'll save. Speaking of heavy, what puts a frown on your beautiful face, honey?"

Wrinkled toothless peasant woman looks up at him. "My 3 kids have died this morning."

"Great! So you're an empty nester! It's an amazing time to rediscover yourself! Go out, live life, 60 is the new 40!"

"I'm 17."

A plague doctor walks up. "Sir, you can't gather a crowd here."

"Not with that attitude!"

"This is how the disease spreads."

"You know what else spreads in the crowds? Fun! Plague can be fun if we make it fun, people! Let's make a game out of it. How many living family members do you have left, sir?"

"Two."

"Well, let's make a bet on how long they will last!"

"Probably not too until tomorrow..."

"Well, I bet they will last til the next wednesday! See? We're having fun already! And hey, we can always make more! Come on here ladies, who wants to give me a kiss?"

Plague doctor leans over to a sores riddled young woman "Contageous Suzan, you gotta save us from this guy."

"Okay, I'll take one for the team."

She takes his hand and they walk off into the sunset.