What do you think, the scissor throwing kid looks like he's sick of taking shi_ from his roomate? Looks like he about ready to snap to me. If I were the antagonistic "victim" here, Edward Scissor Arm, I'd probably start looking for a new roomate.
"Love is like a snowmobile racing across the tundra then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come." Matt Groening, Life In Hell