Raw Nerve

Rumors and slander spread like wildfire. All the "why" questions which depict absurdity, and since when was I a national table-tennis player? I hope my exhibition of the tennis racquet clears matters up. It has only been the 2nd official day of school and yet tongues wag like exuberant tails. Exclude me from all these amatuerism and trash talk, I refuse to acknowledge rile comments which lack the sensitivity and maturity factor. Channel all that energy into your academics and aesthetics, or read up on the Holy Bible, it will enlight people like you or at least insert some humanity into your wretched ; disturbed soul.

Unless you want to comment that I am some Don Juan or Debonair for that matter, only sensible and civic issues are the ones I will positively respond to. I abhor having to mention, but for starters, none of you are half as exteriorly inclined as I am, so do pick on others of your own calibre. I, certainly do not fall into your type of category.

As for the fugly homme, I doubt you can find another half like mine. Alas, a jc which will never be able to tempt me in an immoral manner, only because majority of its occupants lack all form of substance. The quantity overrides the quality tremendously, and I can only detest myself for not sowing enough seeds last year.

You vile underdogs, know where you stand on the podium. Grotesque attitudes of the unworthy mob.