i used always be late for school and one time the head brother caught me trying to sneak past his office and made me sit outside and write an essay on punctuality before i could go to class. i wasnt bothered thinking up stuff about pucntuality so i wrote out the words to swordfishtrombones changing them to "puntuality came home from the war with a party in his head..." although i had to guess half the words and i padded it out with some of Frank's Wild Years. then at the next parent teacher meeting he called my mother in, gave her the essay and told her i was a weird person. she thought i made it up myself and sent photocopies to my brothers and aunts and uncles, i was morto.
haha that's amazing!!