Micahalee: Uhh, mom? dad? Can I talk to you guys?
Micahalee's mom and dad: Sure honey, what's wrong?
Micahalee: Well uhh, lately at school, there's been this thing going around...
Micahalee's mom: Oh no, is it measles time again? We better get you yo shot.
Micahalee: Not exactly...... Well you see, the thing going around was shrooms and...
Micahalee's dad: WERE YOU DOING SHROOMS, SON?
DON'T YOU KNOW THAT IT'LL BRING YOU TO YOUR DOOM.
IT'S BAD FOR YA, BAD I SAY,
AND YOU'RE GONNA GET IT TONIGHT.
SLIPPER TIMEEEE!!!
Micahalee's mom: YOU SAID IT PAPA BEAR. LEMME BACK YOU UP.
DRUGS AIN'T NO GOOD,
THEY'LL MAKE YOU ROT LIKE WOOD.
JUST TAKE THIS FACT,
YOU CAN'T GO BACK.
Micahalee: I'M SORRY, OKAY??!!!!?!?!?!?? I KNOW I SCREWED UP, AND THAT'S WHY I'M GETTING HELP. NO THANKS TO YOU GUYS.
*Michalee storms out*
