[Talking quietly] M1: "Ms. Murphy is such a pain, man." M2: "We just had a test a week ago. Now we gotta take another one tommorrow. This sucks!" M1: "And it counts for 80 percent of our grade." M2: "Well we better study our butts off." M1: "Well we came to the right place, the ever so quiet library." M2: "Ok, enough talking, let's study!" M1: "All right." [Turning pages]
[Heavy steps] M2: "Uh oh" M1: "Oh no! Fatty McGee is coming. We'll never get any studying done with him in the library." [Heavy steps continue] M2: "Oh god, he's taking the stairs! That means he's going to be way out of breath!"
[Fatty whining, try to catch breath] M1: "Oh no, he's going to sit with us." Fatty: [Annoying whining voice] "Hey fellas, studying for the big test?" M1: "Uh, yes Fatty, we were." Fatty: [Still trying to catch breath] "Great! I'll join ya." [Fatty pulls out chair and falls into it, still whining horribly] M2: "Hey Fatty, why don't you go to the bathroom 'till you catch your breath?" Fatty: "No, no, I'm catching it!" [Fatty continuing to whine and snort] M1: "Ok, ok Fatty, but try to keep the wheezing level down, we're trying to concentrate." Fatty: [Continuing to wheeze and whine louder] "Sure, no problem." M1: "Oh man." Fatty: [Still snorting and whining loudly] "This test counts for eighty percent of our grade, you know." [Whining continues even louder] M1: "Yes Fatty, we know, we just said that." [Wheezing continues a little softer] M2: "Fatty! Please keep it down!"