last night:
i had written a book about the criminal mind and was giving a seminar about it to a bunch of juvenile delinquents. they were heckling me about it, but i knew it was just because they were rebellious little kids. i let them ask me some questions, and a girl with dark hair in pigtails wearing too much makeup started talking, and then a blonde boy butt in and started talking over her. i told them to do it one at a time, but all of the kids started yelling at each other.

i made them all shut up somehow, and then i told them that i was writing a new book, and if they wanted to come in to be interviewed for the book, they could make appointments. i knew they would all want to because they all desperately craved attention. i also told them that my bodyguard bruno would be there. he was a ginormous german with a crew cut.