It's Sabor, Bitch.

Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t put a bullet through your head right now.

What would Jesus say?

There are kids here, asshole.

Unlike you, who can’t even form the right words to even try to sound smart.

So you're admitting to sounding like an eight year old?

If the frequency of the sound was loud enough you’d know when the mirror smashed, or maybe it was because of your face!

I hear you trying to sound smart but then you end up sounding like an eight year old and it's just kind of sad.

Did you look in the mirror again?

Because you can hear how loud someone is from looking in a mirror.

I’ll leave you to bless some other fortunate human with your presence now.

Yipee.

Okay.

Calm down, Oscar. Nothing to get so upset over.

First off, that's not my fucking name. Second, I'm not upset, I'm explaining a point.

Well they were questions about you… so you kind of just said you’re not important. Just so you know.

No the questions you asked about me aren't important, keep up. I'm not like most teachers. Stupid thing to say even if it was a statement. Why am I a teacher? Doesn't matter for you to know. Do I have friends? Are you kidding me? 

Well, generally speaking asking questions is sometimes how one makes conversation with someone they don’t know.

And in your case you're asking stupid ones that don't help you know anything important. 

Do many walls you talk to usually talk back?

At least walls don't ask questions because they have nothing to talk about.

Meh. That’s not really my style. Am I?

I didn't say it was. 

My eyebrows happen to be real and just the way I like them, thanks. I’m good.

Then go give yourself a unibrow. You're boring me.