Alopecoid Jess Blueprint says he's "an inspiration" because he fainted, rose, and took one step closer to being crowned Prince Dorktasm.

Well, that, or an American tragedy playing possum in a Pavlovian reaction to stress usually triggered by calls of "Hey, Punjab!" that are followed up with brutally painful wedgies resulting in torn and soiled underwear being fashioned into a turban of adolescent shame.


Crazy like an alopecoid nerd.

Analogcabin @ 6:21 AM
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