Dammit I'm trying to be responsible. I'm in the library trying to study, when this fool, a few seats away, starts distracting me. All I can hear is his whistly breathing. I can't tune it out. Is his nose stuffed? Are his lungs weak? Whats the deal? No normal person breathes like that. It sounds like wind going through a tunnel. I feel like throwing a pencil at him. Aargh! Great, he just choked on some of his air. Whistly-choke-gag-whistle. Wait, is he snoring? Hold on I'm gonna go check... Ha, discovered it. He is sleeping and whistle-snoring. That choking sound must be his night terrors. Turns out I know him, which is too bad, since I wanted to punch him in the face.
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You know, just because you know him doesn't mean that that should stop you from wanting to punch him in the face. Or at the very least throw paperballs at his face.
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