It is midnight, and I am in my apartment with my sister and my bud Chris working on an 8 page paper we all have due the next day. I've got some tunes playing, when in walks my porker roommate, grabs the remote and turns on the tube, flipping back and forth between ESPN, worlds greatest emergency room dramas, and the Country Music Channel. He slowly ups the volume, as do I, hell I was here first. The asshole doesn't care that people are working. I am so pissed off I stabbed my stainless Klaas Messer straight through one of my notebooks. Bastard.
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