Give me a T. Give me an M. Give me a Z.
Yeah, my mom gave me permission to do this, so what?
Yeah Mom, totally going to church tonight. Pray for me.
You know what mom, we're going to start walking home from school. Really, it's okay.
The only person that could look okay driving that car is Mr. T, and you sir are no Mr. T.
Okay, okay. Now let me see one of you riding on the other one's back. I want to see how that plays.