And here's one for all the ladies...

Bart Johnson was walking down the hallway. He dropped an empty orange juice box and continued to walk.

Neighboring [Female] Teacher: "Excuse me, you're not going to leave that there!"

Bart walks back and picks up the orange juice box. "I was if you wasn't sitting right there." He moves on, toward me, smirking all the while. He cops a conspiratorial tone:

"You gotta be honest with the ladies, they like it that way."