If somebody asks for a pencil I'm giving them this

Nice try IRS I'm not paying my taxes or going to jail

This is not the IRS, this is the Mexican Cartel.

The burrito gangsters? Taco thugs? Guacamole bandits? Quesadila renegades?

Sorry but I have plot armor due to creating mystery sauce in the school lunchroom that gave me the ability to read minds but only when the thoughts involve cheese and due to that I became the main character of the downfall of diddy, which gave me that plot armor

I can't die to that

Drug dealers