When Screamo and pre-school meet:

(In a very gravelly, deep voice, almost chant-like, and fist-pumping on every other syllable, starting with the first one)

“NOW I KNOW MY A-BCs

NEXT TIME WON’T YOU SING, WITHME

TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR

RAAAAUGH I WONDER WHAT TO EAT”

Inside voice, boy, inside voice… and I’m making pasta.