I think I may be [dead]. Nothing like being exhausted (No one said missing a few days sleep just for homework is one, good for you, and two, rewarding.) and laughing so hard you can't breathe. Then proceeding to have to get out of you comfy computer chair (Which is actually an uncomfortable KITCHEN chair.) stumble into the bathroom and sit on teh cold floor. (Why I sat on teh cold floor? The air conditioner is kind of broken and it's like, a million degrees and humid in Florida.)
Well, I'm glad he got away with it.