Hammerhead summoned me to her desk to supposedly discuss something important but instead told me all about her new pants while I stood in direct line of her fan, which was blowing her hot dog smell right at me.
Hammerhead: I think I'm really going to like these pants. They've got pockets! But I hate this drawstring thingy around the waist.
Me: Just pull it out and throw it away.
Hammerhead: Oh, I can't throw anything away. Here's what I do with pants drawstrings: instead of throwing em in the poopercan, I collect them all to braid them together and make a cat toy out of em!