G-ma: (Opens door) Get up! Me: I'm sleeping, go away. G-ma: Too bad! Get up or I'm feeding you to the hobos outside! Me: What? G-ma: Good, you're awake. Now, get up and get dressed, we're goin to Mexico for drugs and smokes!
G-ma: (Opens door) Get up! Me: I'm sleeping, go away. G-ma: Too bad! Get up or I'm feeding you to the hobos outside! Me: What? G-ma: Good, you're awake. Now, get up and get dressed, we're goin to Mexico for drugs and smokes!