[Johnny Couth]

No, I'm the kid sitting towards the middle of the room not paying attention to how your dressed, and then you start to get mad because when ever you look over at me, I am not looking back at you. So obviously I am just missing how obviously masculine you are, which makes you very annoyed. So while I am writing down or something, you call me a faggot in hopes that I'll look up and be really offended. Or you'll throw a pencil at me in hopes I'll throw a hissy fit, but in actuality everyone just thinks your ashamed about your penis size or something.