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Speaking of procrastinating, here's more.

You know you’re a stereotypical broke-ass college kid when you go scrounging for coins at four in the morning so that you can buy a soda on your way to campus, because no matter how broke you are and no matter how much you owe the government for your student loans, you will have that goddamn Coca-Cola.

I have nothing but nickels and dimes, however. First thought: “My kingdom for a quarter.” Second thought: I watch too much M*A*S*H. Third thought: what is wrong with me? Fourth thought: hey, you’re supposed to be writing a paper. Fifth thought: shut up, fourth thought.

Frank: I’m confining you to quarters!
Hawkeye: I’m confining you to quarters, too. Give me all your nickels and dimes!