| Her: | What are you doing in ten minutes. |
| Me: | Funny you should ask, see, if my roommate leaves me alone I'll finish reading this story and go to bed... but... if my roommate keeps bothering me I'll be cleaning blood out of the carpet. |
| Her: | So I still have ten minutes to bother you? |
| Me: | Do it and die. I have a knife. Disembowelment sounds plenty painful don't you think? |