I was at the buffet with Pot Michael (due to him being massively fat and obese) and he seized and dropped dead. I texted Dark Michael and he sent a voice note of himself laughing and slapping his knee. I finished my Chicken Dinner before the paramedics arrived.
I have used the funds from this account to buy sugar-free coffee syrups, Michael Kors handbags, and progesterone. Thank you all.
Thus concludes my Heaven probational period, and by extension, this experiment draws to a close.