*Sits down at desk across from you, slowly puffing on a cigarette *, So tell me your story or suffer the consequences...

I ate the last cookie but you shouldn't have left it in my reach

*puts cigarette out and smacks you in the head*

Sit up straight, you wannabe tough guy. I’ll call your mom if you don’t knock that shit off.

Consequences the suffer.

*takes cyanide pill

*walked away*