Johnny’s teacher noticed him walking down the street one Saturday–

She was used to Little Johnny’s antics by now, but this time was weird, even for him. He was holding a cat, and what looked like a pack of Tic-tacs. He would walk for a little bit, stop, eat a couple of candies, bite the cat, and start walking again.

When they got close enough, she asked, “Little Johnny, what on earth are you doing with that poor cat?”

“I’m playing truck driver!”, he announced proudly.

Afraid to know the answer, she still had to ask, “Truck driver? How is this playing truck driver, Johnny?”

“That’s easy, Miss. I’m poppin’ pills, eatin’ pussy, and movin’ on down the road.”