“s**t, it’s really come down now. We’re snowed in for sure.”
I listened as my roommate moan again about the snow storm that struck last night and has been predicted to last for two more days. “Relax man. As long as we can get to the student union we won’t starve, what's the fuss about?"
He turned to look at me with obvious disgust on his face, due to the way he raised his lips. "Did you think everything is about food? I need my b***h!! and with this storm there is no way her roommate will leave giving us the chance for a fuck.”
Urghh!!! here we go again with the girlfriend thing. He's been on and about this and it's very annoying. “It won’t kill you.” I admonished.
“It’ll feel like it though. You don't know what it feels like!!"
I’m probably as ticked about the storm as he is was be
