You told me you'd never play the game again. Then you beat me in 3 minutes. You're a sneaky little troll.

You said you'd never tweet again. Then you sent me a 500-character rant about my dog's bad hair day. You're a sly, sneaky, tweety little troll.

You told me you'd never eat cake. Then you ate the whole thing. I'm just a confused, sad, cake-less human.