To the Green Peace guy who keeps cornering me: I have no problem knocking you down and running you over with my environment-killing truck.
To the kid who ran out of class after his Star Wars ringtone went off: Your mom will call you back.
For those of you having a rough week: I will have you know I walked around with toilet paper hanging out of my pants all day.
Thank you to the smokers out side of Eddy. I now no longer have to pay to get cancer.
To the visiting professor who gave a lecture for our art class, I want whatever you were on.
When the Boogeyman goes to sleep every night, he checks his closet for Tony Frank’s beard.