I don’t need no blades, bitch. I’ll cut you with my steely gaze!
I remember the time in kindergarten I was confronted by a girl with a sharpened chocolate milk container. She heisted me for my cookie. Believe me, come nap time, I got even. Paste all up in her hair. Thats how we roll in the garten.
Damn, Coca-Cola makes some bad-ass hats!