Tales From The Subconscious, Jet Lag Edition
5:30am, local time
Id: WAKE UP.
Ego: …*snrrrrk* Wha? Huh? Gah!
I: WE WAKE UP. NOW.
E: What the heck time is it… Idiot! It's bleedin' 5:30 in the bleedin' morning! Let's go back to sleep.
I: IS NOT. IS 8:30. HUNGRY. JOBS SPEAKING IN HOUR.
E: You moron. There's a 3 hour time difference. We should still be sleeping for at least another…
I: NOT BELIEVE YOU. WAKE WAKE WAKE WAKE WAKE WAKE WAKE WAKE…
E: All right, fine! I'm up! What do you want, you vestigial annoyance?
I: AM IS HUNGRY.
E: Okay, got it. Hungry for what?
I: I CAN HAS MCMUFFIN?
E: Very funny. You stay up all night long thinking of that one? Okay, here's the deal: I think I saw a BK across the street from the hotel. Will you shut up if I take you there and get you coffee and a breakfast sandwich?
I: IS FINE. I CAN HAS HASH BROWNS?
E: Shut up.
I'm sorry but if you have Gollum as your Id you have bigger problems than I thought. McMuffin, my preciouses
Is the "I can has…" thing based on the lolcats?
Never! It's based on LOL BOTS, of course.
*grin*
(That's like so meta, man!)
Dude - try six hours in the opposite direction (across the pond) - man it messes you up. Or, for fun, come back home after a week there…