He thought about his legacy. "Steve?" Bill

He thought about his legacy. "Steve?" Bill Gates stood in the doorway. The flowers in his arms made him look weirder. He sheepishly stepped over to the bed, Bill smiled and coffee

stains adorned his teeth. "Should I put the flowers next to the windows?" Bill Gates quipped. "Are you on PCp? Just set them next to that stack of iPad 7's," said Steve.

Gates did as he was told, but 'accidentally' knocked over the stack of iPad 7's. Steve sat wide-eyed on the couch for exactly 2 seconds, then fell into one of his famous temper tan

tanning machines. "Damn it!" exclaimed Steve,"I knew I should have not left my Temper Tan Tanning Machines open." Bill couldn't help himself from laugh as Steve attempted to

peel off the entire outer layer of his crispy skin in one pace. Again, Bill chortled. When Steve said, "UNNAGGHHAAAHH!" he was referring to what the Temper Tan Tanning Machine had

done to him. Steve, now covered in a single walking blister with his crispy skin as a souvenir, vowed never to visit the tanning salon again. Bill, a lizardman, could just shed. "I

always do it once a month anyway, whether I need it or not," Bill explained. Steven was amazed and envious, overwhelmed now with the ever-present burning sensation, which extended

through his penis when he urinated. Bill told Steven to go see a doctor and get that checked out. Steven had another plan in mind, he stopped drinking any form of fluid, which hurt

& waited. Minutes ticked before the assassin saw the small note taped inside the storm door:"Gone to Mexico. Adios forever, Aquafina! Bahahaha!" Aquafina, seething, pursued.