ME: *lying on deathbed*
DEATH: get off my bed
Satan: And this is the TV room.
Me: This isn’t so bad. *turns on TV*
*only thing showing is golf*
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[smashes 2 frantically while crayfish tries to break down my door]
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*opens closet door revealing hundreds of rubber bands*
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Please be on notice:
From this point forward, I shall tweet exactly whatever autocorrect provides.
I’m sorry if that isn’t exact whet you were expectorant.