Everyone’s on the dance floor like:
And I’m over here like:
Two minutes later:
Raising your hand:
Calls on someone else:
Calls on you for the next question:
"You should have done the homework!"
BITCH, I DID DO THE HOMEWORK. I JUST DON’T KNOW THE ANSWER TO THIS QUESTION.
First you’re like:
And then you just get a little annoyed because it interrupted your life:
But then you think about someone being in the house:
So you go grab a knife:
But that’s not good enough, so you take out the whole sha-bang:
And you start creeping around the house like:
When you realize it was nothing, you realize you wasted half an hour over nothing: