Dude, do you think we have enough bags?

FT. COLLINS, CO-

Dude, seriously. Seriously, what's up with all these bags? What are we, like, "Bags 'R' Us", or some shit?
No.
No my friend, we are not "Bags 'R' Us".
So that means that by the time I'm home from practice, this bag situation had better be handled. I don't need to come in the kitchen and find these bags all over the damn place, and I definately don't need your excuses. Clean up the bags, dude, end of story. Clean up the bags, I'm being for-real here.
Hey, maybe you don't want to get all these bags out of here.

Maybe you think it's funny to have bags all over the kitchen like some kind of crazy bag storage room, but this isn't "Bag Storage Central", and I don't see the humor in it. So you best wipe that smirk of your idiot face, before I wipe it off for you, and then get really pissed. And you know what happens then. Don't set me off over this bag thing, dude. It's not worth it. For you.
Look jerk, if Mom and Dad come home from Cancun and find these bags all over the place, I'm dead. I'm fucking dead. And if I'm dead, oh boy you better believe you're fucking dead.
I'm telling you exactly zero more times: take care of this overabundance of bags, or I promise you there will be trouble. Dude.

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