It's twelve o'clock. Does anyone know what's happening right now?
My mommy's at home fucking the mailman.
Ms. Taylor tells me you used a horrible word in class. I don't want to hear it from your lips again, and if I do, it will be daily detention for you. Do I make myself clear?
Yes, Principal Livingston. I understand.
The next day ...
It's twelve o'clock. Does anyone know what's happening right now?