My pay's not here yet and i'm really broke.
hungry and being broke dont mix well.
add in a little bit of friction, glum face and no response, you'll end up with a big mess after the mouthful of words.

so many stuff thrown out, all lying in pieces on the floor. who's going to pick them all up? who's going to clean them up? i dont want to be the only one doing so. i know you dont want to pick it up alone too.

are we going to sort them or just leave it there for someone to accidentally step on it again.