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Me (singing): I like things that are warm...
Jorn: What are you doing?
Me: Just singing a little song about how I like things that are warm.
Jorn: Well, you must like *hell*, then.
Me: I do not! Hell isn't just warm, it's... a fiery deathpit! Nobody likes fiery deathpits except Satan!
Jorn (hangs head, looks hurt): *I* like fiery deathpits.
Me: You do?
Jorn: Yeah. A little.
Jorn: What are you doing?
Me: Just singing a little song about how I like things that are warm.
Jorn: Well, you must like *hell*, then.
Me: I do not! Hell isn't just warm, it's... a fiery deathpit! Nobody likes fiery deathpits except Satan!
Jorn (hangs head, looks hurt): *I* like fiery deathpits.
Me: You do?
Jorn: Yeah. A little.
