The entire class glares angrily at Milhouse.
A pile of the kids that have fainted.
"So how's the studying going?"
"You're letting your friends go hang because you are lazy and selfish and...
...hey, are you falling asleep just to spite me?"
"Spinach farm, huh? That's right, you talk in your sleep."
Lisa starts falling asleep like Bart did before
"Don't you fall asleep on me."