My thirteenth birthday was the best I ever had. I received a birthday card whose outside claimed I'd be getting a BMW. Opening the card revealed a picture showing piles of poop in the shape of the letter W. Ever since that day I think of a BMW as a bowel movement W. I wonder what BMW really stand for?
Anyway... what I'm trying to say is... you should still show up to the quiz tonight! It's gonna be classy!