//Street visits room of sophomores Street: I'm sorry, I can't think of any insults. I've let you down. Student: Are you going to call us maggots? Street: Well, yes, you're all maggots. That's always implied. You're good maggots.
Lodal: Your handwriting probably is trash, [Student]. Lodal: You just look like the kind of person to have trash handwriting. Lodal: ... I don't even know what you look like.