Being called toxic is like being the boogeyman in this day and age. None of us wants that label slapped on our back. Without missing a beat, we’ll sidestep a toxic label like a Heisman trophy winner and not look back. But even quicker, we’ll play pretend quarterback, hauling the term off at whoever we think fits the bill. In the name of all things Hall Monitor, we police these streets for the toxic urchins roaming among us. They are not safe in our presence. And we don’t play about our shit.