"Dang, Betelguese is huge..." England said one day while reading.

"Ewww, beetle juice?" I commented as I held back in disgust, "You drink that stuff??"

"NO WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!" he shouted as his extremely loud voice rattled my ears, "NOT BEETLE JUICE I MEANT THE STAR BETELGUESE, GODDAMMIT, WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!"