[ WP ] You are still `` it '' in a game of tag from childhood . Many years have passed and you are determined to tag the others .

`` OW! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?'' Jenine shouted at Harold after she was smacked right across the face. 
 
 Heads pop out above the other cubicles. 
 
 `` I, it, I'm it, now you are!'' He stammers, as Chad walks out of his cubicle, approaching with an angry face. 
 
 Jenine stands up and punches Harold, landing a clean shot straight into his bladder. `` I'm it again,'' he coughs out. He slowly stands back up, urine running down his dress pants. He lightly tags chad on the shoulder. 
 
 `` You're-'' *WHACK* 
 
 Harold wakes up on his back, rolling into an ambulance on a stretcher. The only thing running through his mind is that he was tagged last.
