How I ENVY you.

Yeah, you. You little brat, who got another day or two off school.
You get what you want.
You don't work, you don't exercise, you don't think.
You just sat there in the dark, enjoying your quiet life.
I feel sorry for that white kids. I think I have to bring them to school tomorrow.

You think you're so superior, huh? You little runt.
Well, think it again when I step on you, put my feet in you. I'm not gonna wash you until you say sorry. Say it... SAY IT. Fine. No hot water bath, no shampoo, no nothing.

Twerp.