Adult Adam: [v.o.] Back in the '80s, I had my fair share of tormentors, and no one did it better than my main nemesis sax-wailin', pony tail-rockin' Johnny Atkins. Yep, he made my life miserable.
Johnny Atkins: Later, nerd losers. Eat my butt. I feel threatened, and I want to punch your face off.
Adult Adam: [v.o.] And, thanks to shop class, I had to see a lot more of him.
Johnny Atkins: Hey, Goldberg. Whatcha workin' on there, man? Looks super cool.
Adam: Your interest excites me, but I'm also certain that this exchange will end in a dead leg, swirlie, or both.