this isn't going to work out because you're like a software update, every time I see you I think 'not now"'
the anecdote didn't fit
there were once three brothers, lifelong friends, one became an explorer, one a marine biologist, and the last a forest ranger. after they had all split off, the explorer decided that after all of these years, they should all join together and go out adventure hunting treasure. after hours of arduous hunting, they found a massive amount of treasure, but it came with a curse, the treasure hunter, being an expert, told them not to worry and that it was only there to scare off scavengers. then they split the treasure and went on with their lives, the marine biologist used his cut to make an underwater house, first of it's kind; the forest ranger, a massive woodland forest; the third treasure hunter, weary of the curse, had a well-guarded fortress. then, the curses came. underwater house flooded: no survivors. forest fire: no survivors. then in the well-protected mansion, the cameras went out, one by one. guards went missing over an hour, then the lights. then the old adventurer saw it, a coffin rocking back and forth towards him down the hall into his room. he did everything he could to get rid of it, pillows, then a gun, his lamp, his wallet, the finally out of desperation, he threw his cough medicine, it stopped rumbled and disappeared. moral of the story Robitussin stops the coffin!