You forced me to do this. When you filled the big red cup with cold water, when you plopped a couple ice cubes to make sure it was just the right temperature, when you snuck into the bathroom, when you opened up the shower curtain, when you dumped the frigid contents of said cup onto my back again, when you laughed at my eardrum-rattling shrieks you had to know that I would get you back.
Nice outfit. Where are your sandals, ya old man.
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