You know what I do to punks like you?

I take all the vowels out of their Scrabble®.

I take out their seasoning packet in their ramen.

I call their generic ibuprofen Advil.

I combine their colored LEGO bricks.

I spit in their flask.

I take the nuts out of their crunchy peanut butter.

I fill their shoes with creamed corn.

I rip their nose hairs off.

I brake their new crayons in half.

I take out their TV remote batteries.