I had to get up in the mood this morning. = = )
In general, the standard morning procedure: dress, coffee, on the stairs to smoke the first cigarette. I am standing, weighing, weighing. From the upper floor slowly descends a neighbor boy of seven years. The further dialogue:
Good morning young man!
It is no longer morning. It is three o’clock in the day, so today you will not be given and you will not be a man.
After a cup of coffee, I try to get out of the situation:
Boy, why don’t they give me? I am an adult, a cute person, I can say.
The guy looks at me like an idiot and explains.
“Whoever rises early, God will give him, and he will not give you too soon. And my dad said that whoever is not given, is not a man. understandably?
It is clear)

This is fucking. You need to get up earlier.
They will definitely give us! c) butthead