iPhone: I'm gonna update your software tonight while you sleep.
iPhone in the morning: I couldn't do it, bro. Just didn't feel right. The vibe was off.
The snake stares at my closet, “Hey man, why u own so many onesies? You’re fucking 40!” I try to explain they’re socks but the other snakes are laughing too hard to hear. I wake up in a cold sweat. I shake my wife awake. “I need our label mak—” She cuts me off, “It won’t help. Snakes can’t read.”