V-Mail 2 (Skit)

Lyrics

[Interlude] Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system At the tone, please record your message Yes, hi, Mr. Moreno, it's me, Principal Mihoff, about your son, Virgil Let me tell you about your little ball of sunshine He got caught smoking weed at recess today, and you wouldn't even fucking believe what I saw Mr. Moreno, what the fuck do you got goin' on at home? At lunch today, our janitor caught your son I don't even know what the fuck— what the fuck You don't even know the shit I've been through today, Mr. Moreno But your son was fistin' the lunch lady Guadalupee Yes, and I know his hands arеn't that big, but what a fuckin' sight it was Imagine me havin' to call to all the studеnts and explain to them that our lunch lady got fisted by a fifth-grader Mr. Moreno, pick up your phone and give me a call back Otherwise, your son is expelled and he'll probably be in juvie