On our way back to our bus after visiting a relatively local college (by that I mean an hour away) I had a rather odd exchange with a friend who I'll call Rick.

Rick: *about our large group* There's probably enough of us to knock the bus over, slash the tires and all that, you know?

Me: Only slash three tires, though. *after seeing his vaguely puzzled expression* If we slash all four, insurance covers it. Slashing three is best to make a point or for revenge. Aaaand I probably should not know that.

Rick: I knew it, it just didn't readily come to mind, seeing as I'm not a psycho. *pointed look*

Me: Oh, cool. *pause* Wait, what?