Sam walked down the street, his hands in his pockets as his deafening music blasted into his ears. His mother always told him not to listen to his music so loud or he'd go deaf but he didn't listen to her. He crammed his hands down into his pockets as far as they would go, walking down the sidewalk of his neighborhood.
Hello my pretties.
Me when people act stupid:
Me when I see food:
Me when people talk about romance:
When me and my friends see someone we don't like:
When people don't like me: