Thread:TheMaximumMatt/@comment-30953185-20180508163055/@comment-30953185-20180519212525

(I think I may know something.)

THE NEXT DAY

(Me and Clyde are just arriving at school.)

Me: Hey, where's Lincoln?

Clyde: Beats me.

(Just then Lincoln comes in, looking very beaten and tired.)

Me: Lincoln, what happened to you?

Lincoln: I was trying to dosomething green by walking to school instead of using Vanzilla.