Me: *in the car*
Me: *passes store*
Store sign: "WE SELL CAR RADIOS"
Me: ......
Friend: Oh no
Friend: Plz no
Me: I PONDER OF SOMETHING GREAT
Friend: No u don't.
Friend: U don't even know what "ponder" means.
Me: MY LUNGS WOULD FILL AND THEN DEFLATE
Friend: That's called breathing.
Me: THEY FILL WITH FIRE, EXHALE DESIRE, I KNOW IT'S DIRE, MY TIME TODAY.
Friend: Heck yeah, if u keep singing the car might crash. 
Me: I HAVE THESE THOUGHTS SO OFTEN I OUGHT, TO REPLACE THAT SLOT WITH ONE I ONCE BOUGHT, 'CAUSE SOMEBODY STOLE MY CAR RADIO, SO NOW I JUST SIT IN SILENCE.
Friend: I wouldn't call this silence. -___-
Me: SOMETIMES, QUIET IS VIOLENT
Friend: That's more accurate.
Me: -_____-
Me: I was trying to -
Store sign: "BACHELORS' STORE"
Me: *snaps finger*
Friend: OH GODS, NO
Me: DO I LOOK LONELY.....