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You're going down, Tina!
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Tina, hurry up.
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You might be grounded,
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but you still got to go to school, little lady.
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Mom, I have a fever.
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It says "You're done if you're a pork loin."
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Meat thermometer? What, are you new here?
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Well, let's go, little piggy. Off to school!
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- I can't go to school today. - Why?
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- Because. - Why?
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Because Tammy stole my erotic friend fiction.
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She's gonna read it out loud during lunch today.