-waiting for brother to get out of the shower-
-hears him singing-
me: will you quit singing?
me: QUIT SINGING. IT'S LAME
brother: WHEN I'M IN THE SHOWER, TWO THINGS GET TO BE FREE
brother: MY BALLS
brother: AND MY SOUL
Person I Like: *Pushes me down the stairs by accident*
Me: Oh no that's fine !
Person I Hate: *Exhales*
Me: What the fuck bitch, what do you think you're doing breathing near me seriously ugh get a life. whore.