As Tim tumultuously typed titty into his keyboard, he was suddenly horrified to discover that every key he pressed formed a lusty love letter to his evil enemy, his titless landlord.

In a dimly lit room, Sally's fingers danced gracefully across the keyboard, only to realize the keys were not keys at all, but the teeth of a ravenous typewriter-beast hungering for her next novel, the lovecraftian beast was really supportive and helped her overcome procrastination.

Despite typing at a breakneck pace, the words on Peter's screen spelled out a secret code that, when deciphered, revealed a hidden treasure map leading directly to your mother's dildo, it took months for explorers to climb the massive structure.

Every time Mary pressed a key on her keyboard, she was teleported to a different time and place in history; the 'Q' led her to a medieval joust, while the 'Z' sent her to an ancient Egyptian tomb, she died faster than the magic schoolbus kids on an unsupervised time travel adventure.

As Richard typed, the letters on his keyboard began to fade away, only for him to become the typewriter or something idk WOOooO SpooOOOookyYyy.
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