Joel just opened a bag of salt-and-vinegar chips which, as we all know, are Satan's snacks. However, since I need salt and grease to live, I took three and only three from the bag. However also, since I burned the roof of my mouth yesterday and it is all raw and tender, the first bite of Satan-chip gave me a little taste of hell. However the third, since I had these three chips in my hand I felt compelled to eat them, despite the severe and intense agony doing so brought me.
You understand how it is. I know you.