Dying Dies Dying Dice

January 7, 2015

If he dies, I'll dye.

If I dye it, I'll diet.

So if he dies, I'll diet.

Because I can handle two losses.

Has he died? I have dyes and dices.

Roll the die in the dye.

Red 6

He'll die. I'll dye. I'll diet.

Bye.

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