It’s almost 11pm and I just realized I have to be up in eight hours. That’s insane. How the hell do you early risers live like this? I’m going to be in an ornery mood tomorrow.
“No, you can’t go to the bathroom. I’ll get you a damn cup, go pee in it.”
“What does that mean? How the hell should I know? Maybe you should have studied, eh genius?”
“Dude, you’ve got ten minutes left, if you haven’t got it now, you’ll never get it, do all of us a favour and hand the sumbitch in so I can get some roast chicken in me.”