He slaps his left thigh, and watches it jiggle. "Oh, why fuss," he thought to himself, "it's only one day in this body... I hope."

He finished the coffee, and decided what he really needs is some pot. Dave goes into his rooms, and digs under his bed for this weed-box. "This place is filthy!" He said out load to no one in particular "My momma raised me better then this"