Sure it may seem like a good prank to wake me up with mouthful of fluffy fire extinguisher.I bet it isn't even your idea. I bet it's Steve's idea. Steve's a funny guy, huh.
You probably think I'm going to flail my arms and run around our dorm room, stumbling over my floor lamp and knocking over my Buddah statue. I bought that statue when I was in Thailand. It's against the law to take them out of the country, but I did it anyway. And here I am, about to knock it over and break off its arms.
Well let me tell you this, smart guy: pull the lever. Spray it all over the place. I don't give a fuck. Let me tell you this: I like the taste of fire extinguisher. It's like whip cream, but without all the calories. Let me tell you this: Steve thought you were "another pretentious, spoiled Filipino" when he first met you. How does that feel? Maybe you guys won't be "brothers forever" like your t-shirts say.
I'm not scared of you.
