Let me tell you this one time I took a dump on top of a school building. The interior of the school reeked of shit for days because I dropped my big brown boogies right down the ventilation system with fans going on. Talk about bringing the motherfucking ruckus! I seriously let the shit hit the fan this time. Also saved tax payers thousands of dollars that semester because the kids initially signed up for the school's breakfast club had absolutely no fucking appetite. It was good times and very reflect of my recollection of elementary school years... a complete piece of shit experience. So technically what I did was a way to express myself artistically. That's the kind of shit I used to pull in my inner city street ghetto's while thinking I am a tough piece of shit myself. Except little did I know Canadian ghettos are a total joke. As much of a joke as our suburban hardcore kids thinking they are tough at hardcore shows (and in their own hoods as well as every other aspect of their pitiful lives). Swallow that paper tiger attitude before I fuck-drill your shit, you spoiled ass prissy hipsters. Exalt is not tough. Take off your crest logo'd T-shirts and crunch into your trust funds for uselessly impractical art programs in college.