I Didn't Have THAT Much Coffee...

I fell behind in Biology class.  Maybe that's not a big deal to you.  But the results of the fall behind have effected...Well, my sanity.  If there was any in there in the first place.
I sit in the basement shivering and cramming smart-sciency-sounding terms that don't make sense to me.  Being alone with science can do evil things to you.  I wouldn't suggest it.  The Gollum in me starts talking.  It's distracting.  Then I start sweating and shivering and shaking my fists, saying unpleasant things like, "Darn you science!  Why are you so blasted not fun to do?"
Me 2 says, "Next term is called, Genetic Disease carrier."
Me 1:  "Yummy."
Me 2:  (dying with laughter) "HAHAHA!  Good one!"
Me 1:  "Hay yeah, that was pretty funny!"
Me 2:  "HAHAHAHAHA!"
Me 1:  "HAHAHAHAHA!"
I laugh for about 15 minutes and go up stares to tell my family about my hilariousness.  I'm all like:

And my family is all like:

I swear, I didn't have that much coffee today.