Because not all of us are morning people, GODDAMMIT!!!
I want to find out who invented this, then I want to find out where he’s buried, then I want to go there and dig him up, and then I want to beat him to a fine puree using no instrument of greater delicacy than a frozen musk-ox foreleg. And if he’s not dead, I want to strangle and bury him first.
Not A Fucking Morning Person, GODDAMMIT, all right, you motherfuckers!!!