The goldfish bowl of the store that I work in has sucked all the moisture from my body. I'm seriously thirsty right now. All I need to do is survive another eight minutes and then I can book it to 7-11 for a nice cold beverage.
Lydia's on me to cut down on cola pops, so maybe I'll grab a lemonaid or an ice tea. You might say that I should get a bottle of water, but I might also point out that like the cat in the picture I can drink water from free from the tap. Not of course in the exact same way as said cat, but it's doable.
Six more minutes. So damn thirsty.