"I never asked but whats up with you slipping on hot pockets" WELL slid a hotpocket under my foot and i slipped *BoOm!* and there i was on the ground...lunch all over me, hot pocket stuck on my shoe...everyone stopped for exactly 3 seconds and started laughing (hHhhahHAhahaHHAhahahahah) i stood up, then the teacher made made walk to the janitor's closet to get a mopped..as i was walking i left a trail...then i walked back to mop everything, and that's when i noticed...iT wAs A pIzZa hOt pOcKeT!!!..and too this day i hate the smell and taste of hot pockets and it had such an impact on me i use it as a joke now...