well, last moday i went to school with my everyday frown tagging along when my asshole imaginary friends asked me, "what's wrong?" well, i took this as sympathy so i said, " i hate school, that's what's wrong!" that's where it dawned on me, they're never sympathetic, they're total asshole. but before i could say anything, the shitheads said, "sounds like a case of the mondays! har har har har!" talk about a lame joke. they've seen "office space" way too many times. i killed the bastards, i bludgeoned them into a pulp collection of organs and skin. my longing to end their lives was fulfilled, i just needed a legitimate reason. do you think this was good enough?