Well, it means that I get sexually aroused by pumping animals full of jello until they're massively obses. And once I get them to that point, I fuck them.
You... you what?
Get turned on by the thought of fucking inflated animals to obesity with jello?
Mr. Cornfield told me that you said "I hate you" publicly in the classroom today. She says you have an attitude problem that's becoming out of hand.
We can either send a letter to your parents, requesting that they teach you proper manners for you to use in public settings, or we can work this out between us. What do you say?
Society is filled with people who conform. They conform to certain ways of dress, certain ways of behavior, and certain ways of outlook.
They're all bloody conformists. They go along with what's "hip", what's "cool" that month of the year. Bloody sheep, I tell you.
And the leader of the flock is the administration. And I mean the administration of everything, not just one thing or two things.
The administration of the school is like the administration of the country and the administration of the workplace. There is no difference.
They are all heavily into conformacy. By wearing this kilt, I express that I am comfortable with my masculinity. Therefore, I do not conform to society's...
ideology that men should not wear anything skirt-like. I do everything in my power to make it known that I will not be a conformist like all the rest!
Hey! You look and sound exactly like that huge group of people over there that are wearing kilts and looking dejectedly at everybody else -- way to be a non-conformist.
You tried so hard and got so far, but in the end it just doesn't matter.