“Thank You, Boss, May I Have Another?”
Freedom cries, “We want JUSTICE!”
POW, BAM, KAPOW, KABAM…
Batman, BATMAN, batman, BATMAN!!!
“Help, we drowin'”
Let’s see, where’s my matchbook.
Offkey: ‘We are the WORLD…’
SPLAT, UMPH, UGH…
‘Mommy can I have a PlayStation?’
‘Yes, son, as long as you eat your greens.’
STOMP, CRACK, CRASH, SHATTER
Officer: “Yes, we knew the nigga was prone but he was still a threat.”
Judge: “What kind of threat did he pose in that position?”
Officer: “Sir, one of his butt cheeks made a threatening gesture, a pucker really. At that point, we decided deadly force was necessary.”
Judge: “Very well.”
They call that “Justice” while we call it “JUst-uS.”