Disarmed at school

On my first day of kindergarten I moved in on a girl. We got to playing a board game and she said, "Can I cheat?"
I told this story to the people around me and they said I didn't handle it right. It was the first mistake I made. My mates said my response was poor.
My life went in the incinerator. I don't make mistakes.
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There was a blonde two steps ahead of me up the escalator. I turned my pistol on her and fired. It started getting chaotic and I fled the airport. Found a pickup truck with keys in it and took off. Sirens and lights followed me.
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In court, I made the mistake of saying that I had wanted her to go to Hell. That wasn't true, but only an impression the prosecution had gained (garnered?) because of stark fear. Now it's official that I set fire to ladies. Court is the way things is. Say something wrong in court, it's official. Get an incompetent attorney, it's official. Let's keep on working man.
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In the dim light of the office, Chelonia Microcyllin discussed his Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease. His health was declining. He was stretched to his limit.