From the Geek's Point of View
Immature. I love the word: it's so right; so exact; and so true. But at the same time, I hate it because it exists to describe ignorant, careless, poor excuses for human beings.
He looked so foolish there. Like a mixed up animal he sat. His eyes laughed and danced around, but it was cruel. His hand rested on her ass; she didn't seem to care. A long strip of notebook paper soaked in his slimy saliva that loomed between dried out lips surrounded by greasy skin with large, red lumps of zits. Poor paper. Again, my book is before my face, and for the millionth time, a moist ball whizzes past my head. They have terrible aim.
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