Hey! Shouldn't You Be Studying? And is that Cheesecake I smell?

Yes and yes. I know. I know...you see that I'm online and not, in fact, reading my boring ass ethics text book.

1. I promise not to embezzel, screw anyone out of their pension, discriminate against anyone because they have a pre-existing medical condition that will drive up insurance costs or because of race, creed, sex, yadda yadda yadda, or knowingly create or sell a product that I know will kill or hurt someone just because legal settlements will be cheaper than fixing the problem. Okay? Can I please have an A now?

2. This is the most boring thing that I've read since Tess of the D'Urbervilles in 9th grade. And I recently found some really interesting things that I really want to read. Please. Stop the torture. I beg you.

3. Yeah, I ate some of my cheesecake. So? Okay, I know I was going to use it to reward myself for doing some of my work. But what am I? Two? This isn't potty training. If I want to eat my fucking cheesecake, I'm going to eat my fucking cheesecake.