I'm going to the Con this year dressed as a midget.
BAM!!1 I say. BAM!!1 says the midget.
Yeah...that's the stuff.
Hey copper...I bet you squeal like a pig when you're without your badge and scared by the fleshless deriding laughter of those you sought to subdue. We don't need no sticking badges. You are not cute nor fund.
Hehehehe...the midget told me it was true.