There's a guy sitting in the library looking at stuff on computers (on Friday night, yes yes, homework homework), who was in my first year English class. He was one of those kids who make you hate English students, one of the really bad ones. He was the class joke. He thought he was hot shit and he'd always put up his hand and go on and on about these really stupid irrelevant points. But he thought he was really smart, he was always going on about some obscure thing he'd read, in his spare time, because he's just sooo intellectual.

When I looked over, he was reading a WWE webpage.