When Mom says do it, do it!

Squat, work, do it?

When momma says you gotta paint the walls you do it. No point in trying to weasle out of it because you end up doing it anyway.

 She's a teacher after all and we know what they can be like. So you get dirty, listen to some hardbass or something and after you worked hard, tired and hungry you get a break. So she brings you a beer, you squat because the chairs aren't around, smoke a cigarillo and take a picture. Perhaps even get some money to buy yourself a burek or cevapcici. And at the end of the day you are satisfied.

Hard, honest labor never killed anybody, but why risk it?

Ziga.