“Oh, it's just a trash can. Chill out." (Marco) BAM! BAM! BAM! "Okay, so it's four trash cans," (Marco) " BAM! BAM! BAM! "Do you hate trash cans? Is that your problem? Do you just HATE TRASH CANS?!!" (Jake)”
“Lock grinned at Gwen. “He’s fun,” he said, reaching out and cuffing Mitch without even looking at him. “He just keeps trying to get back up.” Bam! “It’s great.” Bam! “Like ‘The Little Lion Who Could.’” Bam!”
“BAM said the Lady, move on”
“You got it. Wham, bam, start the apocalypse, ma'am.”
“From the people who brought you "zero tolerance," I present the Gun-Free Zone! Yippee! Problem solved! Bam! Bam! Everybody down! Hey, how did that deranged loner get a gun into this Gun-Free Zone?”
“It was so surreal. We're on the road and a split second-BAM-we jump a median-BAM-we jump a curb.And then there was this house.And these sounds.Splintered glass.Broken bones.Severed veins.And that's all I know.The decisions that we make.”