Hell is an insult. You people need a medicinal soothing reliever. Reder than a devil, angier than a devil, here comes rat-shit. Ain't going to be Phil, though. Start prevailing, relieve the workforce, provide intuition & opportunity. Pay Phil. It's synonymous. I don't know what I'm going to do with Phil yet. Too many perfect people around, that are rich. In the future, that is. You used to eat food. That's all you did. It is God, you eat food. You eat food, no matter what, & you are mortal. No intuition. Pay Phil.
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