Mom: "Hey, I need you to move the bed that I broke down to the street so that the garbage men pick it up tomorrow."
Me: "Now? Why didn't you ask me at 8 or 9?"
Mom: "Don't complain, do it."
Next Day.
Mom: "Hey, they didn't pick up the bed. I need you to move it back."
Me(on the inside): "What the fuc-"
...I have to move it again on Monday.
Have the urge to play Guild Wars now. Thanks guys![]()