I'm in a box

You're so busy and stressed you'd rather be in a box than try to tie your shoes. You get up, fall over like a drunk grandma, and yell 'baklava' like it's your last word. You just need a shot of whiskey to survive.

You feel like you're trapped in a box, your brain is fried, and your shoes are giving you the finger. You just want to scream 'baklava' and drink until you're dead.

You're stuck in a box, your day is a disaster, and you're too tired to even think straight. All you want is a shot of whiskey and to yell 'baklava' at the sky.