That can also be your poor fucking housemate if you got one. One day, after 5 snoozes at 5am, I went to the dude’s door and yelled, “Either get the fuck up or I’ll pour an ice-cold bucket of water over your head and bed the next time it rings!” I wasn’t joking. He never used the snooze function again.
If accepted.
Reviewer’s comments:
“So you’re saying as a 53-year-old adult person you soil yourself whenever you see anything that even remotely resembles a bunny. When do you think that phobia started?”