This is like watching the nerd in high school stand up at the assembly trying to make a point and a name for himself thinking it will make him "OK" with the "in crowd".
This is the point where all of the "cool" kids leave the auditorium to go smoke pot in the stairwell or ditch to Burger King before the 10:30 breakfast/lunch menu changes.
And yes, they still Scotch tape Trojan brand condoms to your back with a juicy lungy hawker in the resevoir tip, followed by a Slim Jimsmokey spiced snack, the next day to the back of your circa 1983 pleather Members Only jacket and laugh at what a moron your are.
