You know what I do to punks like you?

When I get your Sunday paper I open the paper up and hide the funnies.

I throw all my trash on in your front yard.

I place your chocolate eggs in the sun so they get all mushy.

I hide your coupons until they expire.

I email your secret family chili recipe to all your friends.

I sell all your belongings on eBay while you’re away.

I make your guitar out of tune.

I delete your status on all your video games.

I keep singing the same song for a long period of time.

I by you cherry Twizzlers instead of strawberry flavor.