
when my father woke up at 10:05 and I was sitting over here at the computer, first thing he said was 'why are you up so early?' and second thing was 'have you got any homework to do?'
and he said nothing about the fact I've been to the bakery to get bread for his sleeping fat ass to eat when he wakes up...
then my mother came home from the market, and first thing she said: 'have you already done your homework? if you don't do it now you won't ever do it.'
why the fuck can't they fuck off on saturday morning?
