T'was the night before Christmas, and all was dark. I decided upon a walk, through the famed Central Park.
I skipped and jumped, spun and turned. That's when a random man approached, his face was burned.
He grabbed my beloved iPhone, the one I purchased just now. It had FaceID and everything, a definite wow.
As he rushed off, I let out a scream. "Help me, Help me, that man just stole my dream!"
A few minutes later, I collapsed in distress. None had come to my aid, oh the unkindness!
That's when I heard footsteps, was it my savior? No! It was the rotten man with the rude behavior!
He stood a few distance away, holding my phone in the air. What was he doing, care to share?
And that's when it clicked, he was trying to use my face. Sucks for him that I had a bottle of mace.
I sprayed that sh.it all over his eyes, and hit him on the head for good measure. That assh0le had taken my beloved, my dream, my treasure.
Guess Apple really thought things through with FaceID after all. Otherwise, the thief wouldn't have come back to stand like a wall.
So the story ends now, but the moral is real. FaceID is frickin' awesome, it's definitely worth the zeal.