Sometimes He Pretends He's Still in College

When Tim rolled out of bed at the crack of noon this morning, the following conversation ensued:

Me: What time did you make it to bed last night?
Tim: *mumble mumble* after midnight.
Me: What happened to "be right up?"
Tim: I blame Rodney
Me: How's this?
Tim: I was all set to go to bed when Rodney said "What are those?" and I said "I think they're pigs" and then Rodney said, "Oooh. I'm gonna go kill me some pigs."
Me: ...
Tim: Really, how do I go to bed when there's a chance to shoot pigs?