Me: I wish I had a toilet and sink in the corner
of my room so I wouldn't have to walk all the way to the
bathroom.
Friend: That's a prison cell
Me: In prison your food gets cooked for you, as
well. I'm beginning to think that murdering people I
don't like wouldn't be such a bad thing.
Friend: You do realize that we're in public
and a police officer might be around
Me: Oh no, what are they going to do? Send me to
prison?
