P.T.T.T.
P. T. T. T. is when you're too lazy to do anything but lay out and fry like a piece of bacon
I came home and my face looked like a lobster. P. T. T. T. was the only option.
My mom said I was burning like a candle. I said, 'That's P. T. T. T. magic.'
I skipped school just for P. T. T. T. and got a detention. Worth it.
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