Waiting...2005

Mitch:
Hey, could you turn down the music for a minute?

Man:
Hold on.

Mitch:
Would you turn the music down for a second?

Man:
Dude, chill!

{Mitch gets irritated}

Mitch:
WOULD YOU TURN DOWN {Aggressively cuts off radio himself} THE F***ING MUSIC!? JESUS! THIS IS F***ING BULLSHIT! I HAVE BEEN HERE ALL GODDAMN DAY AND YOU HAVEN'T LET ME SAY ONE THING! NONE OF YOU!!

Monty:
Well, damn, Mitch I…

Mitch:
Oh no, a**hole, you shut the f*** up now! It’s my turn to talk! You're all f***ed in the head! All of you!

{Looks at Naomi}

Mitch:
I mean you! Change your f***ing tampon and have another drink, you crazy f***ing b*tch!

{Looks towards Dean}

Mitch:
And you! “Waaah, I don’t know what to be when I grow up”! Join the f***ing Army or something! God damn!

{To Calvin}

Mitch:
Ah, and you... You know what? You're too easy.

{To Amy}

Mitch:
Oh and you, whining ALL GODDAMN DAY about Dean! You’re hot! Quit acting so f***ing pathetic!

{To Monty}

Mitch:
And you… F*** YOU, MONTY! ALWAYS GOTTA BE RIGHT WITH YOUR LITTLE QUIPS! We get it man, you're f***ing edgy and cool! Yeah! You're the COOLEST F***ING GUY AT SHENANIGANZ! WHEEEEW!!! That’s like being the most smartest kid with Down Syndrome! Oh yeah, and why aren’t you in jail? [To Natasha] I mean, what are you? 13, 14?

Monty:
She’s almost 18...

Mitch:
You know what? F*** this! You all suck. I quit.