Waking up in a cockroach infested Chico style dorm room, with
bloody gums caused by your own oversized braces
sleeping beside the ugliest, hairiest, sweaty beast ever, with
your circulation in your left shoulder cut of due to sleeping with
your shoulder pinched
a shelf all night.
Zwets: Hey zack how did you sleep last
Zack: Not to good shlintz, my mouth
tastes like sardines and I got one hell
uv a case of the shelfshoulders.