You call it a school shooting.
I call it an unfair shootout.
So, I was at a funeral the other day, and it was a school shooting mass funeral. The lady beside me asked me, “What do you think was going through their heads?” And I replied, “Probably a bullet.” She was furious and said, “How dare you! You have no idea what those kids were probably going through!” And I replied, “Well, they were going through anything the bullet was going through them.”
One time, the quiet kid hacked the speakers in a school. Next thing you know, "Pumped Up Kicks" by Foster The People starts playing.
Why do I have to go to a shooting range when I can go to school and do it for free?
What's the difference between a school shooting pistol and a baked potato? The physical composition, of course, but they both pack the same heat.
School shootings are everywhere. In ice cream shops and even the woods.