Dude... I was just standing there, minding my own business...
Groovy!
Then, some jamoak dared me to cross the road. I didn't want to be called a "chicken", so I stepped off the curb...
And, that was when the twenty-three car pile-up occured?
Yeah! That's how I explained it to the FBI, but they still insisted on interrogating me for the past three hours! I don't mind doing my part for homeland security, but was the anal probe necessary?
Well, I'm sure they wanted to make sure you aren't a terror- huh? Anal probe? Sexy!
