The letter "m."
They're taking away functions, and there's no escape.
Depends on what tune the Devil happens to be playing. Ha. Ha ha. Ha ha ha.
The clerk said "Just a minute..." "Thank you" the man said and hung up.
Both are measured in revolutions per minute.
ME: Bodily decay over decades until inevitable mortal collapse. You HER: ... ME: ... HER: ... V-Verizon.
A decade Ba dum tish.
They only have to sleep 3 more times until Christmas
Because it turns "ice" into "mice"!