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I woke up late, spilled coffee on my shirt, and still showed up to class like I owned the place.

He missed three days of work, got a speeding ticket, and still called me to complain about his life.

She showed up to the party with no shoes and a bag of chips for dinner.

He yelled at the waiter, threw his napkin at the table, and still ordered dessert.

She refused to wear a bra, talked back to her boss, and left work early.

He didn’t even flinch when the cop pulled him over for driving on the sidewalk.

She ate pizza for breakfast, wore pajamas to the grocery store, and still had the energy to argue with the cashier.

He missed his flight, cursed the airplane, and then took a selfie with the security guard.

He didn’t brush his teeth, talked loud in the library, and still refused to do his homework.

He refused to get out of bed, screamed at the alarm clock, and still didn’t do his chores.

She talked back to the teacher, drew on the desk, and still had the nerve to ask for extra credit.

He missed his mom’s birthday, called her from a gas station, and still said he was busy.

He didn’t do his math homework, fell asleep in class, and still talked back to the principal.

She skipped breakfast, showed up late, and still didn’t do her hair.

He missed his friend’s birthday, called from a park, and still said he was too tired to come.