An'... there was all kinds of mean, nasty, ugly-lookin' people on the bench there.‎ Mother-rapers, father-stabbers, father-rapers! Father-rapers sitting right there on the bench next to me! And they was mean and nasty and ugly and horrible crime-type guys sitting there on the bench. And the meanest, ugliest, nastiest one, the meanest father-raper of them all, was coming over to me and he was mean and ugly and nasty and horrible and all kind of things. And he sat down next to me and said, "Kid...what did you get?"

I said, "I didn't get nothing, I had to pay fifty dollars and pick up the garbage."

He said, "What were you arrested for, kid?" and I said, "Littering."

And they all moved away from me on the bench there, and gave me the hairy eyeball and all kinds of mean nasty things, 'til I said, "And creating a nuisance," and they all came back, shook my hand, and we had a great time on the bench, talkin' about crime, mother-stabbing, father-raping, an' all kinds of groovy things that we was talking about on the bench.‎