- Mom:ok, time to go to bed. It's getting late.
- Me:But Oli says-
- Mom:I don't care what-
- Me:WE WILL NEVER SLEEP, 'CAUSE SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK.
- Me:I'm so so sorry. Please don't kill me. I'll be in my room praying to god to wash all my sins.
- Mom:That's what I though.
Since we're all sharing marching band stories, I thought I'd add I was inspired by a marching band as a young boy when my father took me into the city. It's what got me where I am today, a savior of the broken, the beaten and the damned.