Welcome back for another edition of Predict This! I am just gonna let my phone talk to me this go around. Maybe it’ll be something witty, funny, or it could be something pretty bizarre. . or not.
I have a confession. I love to plan out the details of your demise. I don’t want to spoil it, but I am looking forward to seeing you turn gray. Ah, to hear those muffled pleas. I mustn’t slip up with this knife. Sharpen I must. Sharpen I will. Tonight your blood I will spill.
I see. . . Well, Internet, if I do go missing. . .my phone has killed me, probably in my sleep, or lured me into a gas chamber. Something. Just as long as I have chicken, I suppose. Anyway, until next time!
Join in on the fun! Open up your phone’s messenger or text app, and play with your predictive text, and share it here!