When you hear the death knell of my life-sucking talk, that iPhone of yours is right there enticing you to throw a few more chunky chickens across your tiny scr

When you hear the death knell of my life-sucking talk, that iPhone of yours is right there enticing you to throw a few more chunky chickens across your tiny screens. Sometimes I wish I could actually kill people with my crappy talks, but it is not to be.