What the fuck do you mean am I done? Do I fucking mind? I just walked in here and watched you two pretty much getting ready to fill a fucking pail, you could at least lock the fucking door!
[SANDWICH WAVING ADMONISHMENT FROM YOUR FURIOUSLY BLUSHING LEADER. Feel the shame, ladies, feel the awe.]
Stop these horseshit shenanigans right this fucking instant. That's a fucking order. Don't make me beat both your asses.