On Facebook: The teenage boy: Fuuuuucking hell, fire in Keuhner. (The residence where the teenage boy lives while attending university).
Mom: Oh my goodness, is everyone okay? And you son?
The teenage boy: I had to fireman carry out Ryan, so I’m a little smoked and exhausted. My leg hurts; I had to kick down Ryan’s door.
Ryan: Thank you teenage boy for saving my life.
Switch to BBM:
Mom: Is what you just said on Facebook true?
The teenage boy: Yeah The teenage boy: Yeah, I’m getting a scholarship from the university npw (npw = no problem whatsoever)
Mom: Phone me
The teenage boy: Oh god you’re fun in the morning.
Switch back to Facebook:
Mom: Please do not screw with mom’s brain early in the morning.