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Oh goodie. I'm pretty sure that I've found where all the pimply faced, bitter kids from my highschool hang out.

They probably hang out in the computer lab and chess club, both areas of which you would be helplessly clueless in. You should go back to your spot, hiding under the tables in the lunchroom, licking scraps of food off the floor.

I would recommend YOU go back to school and learn about ending sentences with prepositions. And "of which"??? Do you mean..."about which"?

Oh dear... a grammar nazi! I guess you forgot the rule about never starting a sentence with 'and'? Ah who gives a fuck. Sure, we knock around people who are too ignorant to know the difference between your and you're, and other such glaring mistakes, but we're not THAT picky. If you really feel the need to go through my posts with a red pencil though, you be my guest.

In the meantime, it would help if you demonstrated some ability to be interesting, other than that of simply being 'chum' to sharks (both in appearance and smell).

Ive never licked scraps off the floor but maybe you mistook me for someone else while you were down there?

Oh gee, it's yet another refreshing 'I know you are but what am I?' Peewee Herman tribute. Those are always fun. In addition to licking food off the floor in your school cafeteria, I bet you were also caught sniffing asses in a grocery store.

I can honestly say I've never sniffed ass in a grocery store but clearly you've had some experience with that. Do tell.