Lockers
So I was at school, right? And I had this massive hangover. So I went to my locker, entered my combination, and tried to open it. It didn't open. I kicked it. Still didn't open. Then I saw the Wood Tech class' cart. It's full of all the old junk that needs to be replaced. And sitting right on top is a big ol' sledgehammer. I grinned, got it, and took a swing at the locker. Still didn't open. I hit it a couple more times. Right when I'm about to hit it once more, this nerdy kid comes up to me.
"Two-Bit, why are you hitting my locker with a sledgehammer?" he asked, sniffing a little.
"This is my locker." I said.
"No, your locker is that one." he pointed to the locker next to me.
I dropped the sledgehammer, entered my combination into the other locker, and it opened. "Why so it is." I got my books, and walked down the hallway, whistling.
I wonder if that nerdy kid ever got his locker fixed...