Sometimes I just need some dumb Dutch humour.
Translation (less colorful though):

C: Yeahhh it’s gonna be fun!
M: This shit again. It’s the same crap every day, I’m slowly getting real tired of this. Why did I even decide to do this again, ugh. I could’ve been home, nicely stretched out on the couch, no pants, but no. I have to watch these squirting infants all goddamn day. Dude I could really go for a glass of applejuice and a donut today. Maybe play a round of Goose Game, or Shufflepuck. My god, Shufflepuck. My kingdom for a shufflepuck.
C: Hmm? Did you say something?
M: I farted in your bed last night.