How should one make a first impression? Scooting? Biking? And at your pace? You’ll remember my name without correction! When I splash some water in my face! Why don’t you show a creepy movie? With razor blades, eyeballs, and murder? How is it that you seem so groovy? Within so much darkness and lurking fervor? Then again, you’re a softy, a plushy hug. I’ve seen you jump around and cry… from a flying buzzing big ‘ol bug. Swung my racket, then it died. Let’s keep on grillin, swing through killins. I got this feelin… We’re the villains.