F— FINALS!

So anyway, Todd calls. “Yo, ‘sup?”

“Nuttin’.”

“Where ya’at?”

“Work.”

“What’re you doin’?”

“Work.”

“You want to ride with me and Ant-Dawg to Nashville to watch some hockey?”

[pause]

“We leave in 30 minutes.”

“Crap. I have at least an hour’s worth of work left, and I won’t be here tomorrow because I’ll be studying for finals.”

“Okay. Just wanted to invite you in case you could come. Didn’t want to snub ya.”

“Ya’ll have fun.”

*click*

[Profanity-laced tirade deleted.]