Alright, get this stuff. When I was in 2nd grade, this little starfish in my class got hungry and it was snacktime, so when I went to the bathroom he decided to eat my forgetin' chocolate pudding cup. Then I'm looking for my pudding and that forgeter is sitting in his god damn chair eating MY chocolate pudding cup, which was my absolute favorite and the only thing that let me know that my dad actually gave a forget about me. So I raise me some hell and the teacher comes over and makes him flip his punishment card thing, which was a big deal back then. I felt better, but I went hungry during that snack time. I also continue to give him stuff over it, just to be a richard.
Moral of the story, don't forget with my chocolate pudding cup, bitch.