You Turn on My Pimp Switch

I was just about to mail a letter to my evil twin when I got a nasty paper cut. To make a long story short it got infected and I died. So, now I'm up in heaven with St. Peter by the Pearly gates and it's obvious he doesn't like the Neru jacket that I'm wearing; he tells me that they've got a dress code. He let me into heaven anyway, but I got the room next to the noisy ice machine for all eternity and everyday he runs by screaming.