You sat behind me in homeroom in 10th grade. You started being an asshole to me almost right away. At first I thought it was because you were a dick. Then I realized you knew we were the same type of person – and you were trying to make friends with me. We had the same first name. And be both loved to laugh. And we were both assholes. We had fun.
The stuff you could say to girls and get away – you stupid fat pudge, anyone else would have been smacked. They always laughed when you...