The other day when I was walking home, two teenage girls were walking by me. They were somewhat punky. Well, what passes for punk now. You know, Avril Lavigne type punks. Anyway, one of the girls was very demonstratively telling a story, and all I heard of that story when she walked by was, "So we were like, 'Yo. What the fuck is up with poncho?!'"

I really wish I knew the whole story.