|Banderooge [standing in front of the desk of a professor]: I'd like an extension on my final paper, please. |
Professor [sitting behind his desk]: You do, huh? What's your excuse?
||Banderooge: I don't feel like doint it, that's all. I'm just not in the mood. |
Professor: I'm afraid that's not good enough.
||Banderooge: Okay -- my little brother threw up all over my original draft. |
Professor: Very well -- take an extra day.
||Banderooge: And we think he'll need chemotherapy -- can I have an extra week? ||