I AM NOT WHINING, DAMMIT
When I was in college my roommates and I would not tolerate whining on each other’s parts. I had 3 roommates in the dormitory room we shared in Akers Hall: Paz and Jooje and LP the Great. When you live with a lot of women, in your room, and on your floor, there is invariably whining in the picture somewhere at any given time, but we would pounce upon any whining and kick it mercilessly with sarcasm until the offender gave it up. Finally, in self-defense someone came up with B.M.C. which was code for what they were doing INSTEAD...