Thanks for the wake up! helicopter man!

You keep sleeping in, day after day after day. You want to get out of bed and start your glorious day bright and early because you want that worm. Somehow, the pattern of staying up late to watch reruns of Gilligan's Island, Three's company and Hogan's Heroes, sabotages your will, over and over. You pray constantly, please help me have the will power to drag my lazy ass out of bed early so i can do something with my life, God. Even though your prayers go unanswered for 2 weeks, you continue your continual prayer. Then finally, today around 7AM, you awaken abrubtly as a helicopter circles above your makeshift, homemade home which consists of onsite timber and a tarp roof and no walls. You tear out of your sleeping bag and dash out from underneath your silver tarp roof and scream; "Thanks for the wake up! helicopter man!"