Satan creates a separate room for everyone. What’s your personal hell?

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A room full of people that I *think* are mad at me, but I’m not sure, and I don’t want to ask.


Listening to my mother-in-law tell the story about how she ALMOST met Jerry Seinfeld, but then it turned out to just be a guy who looked like him. Seriously, I’ve heard this story like 5 times in 5 years, and it always gets longer each time she tells it. What could be told in a single sentence, turns into a ten minute story… As soon as she starts the story I just want to interrupt her and say, “It wasn’t really him.”


Typing passwords on a PlayStation controller for eternity


A Home Depot where you can never leave and the return/pickup line never gets shorter


Gotta be honest with you mate My personal hell would be reliving my past mistakes