Tell your dweebo friends to get a life. El dorko Rad called for the 10th time. He says he wants you to meet him with all the other geeks at the Spaceport for your training. Oooh, learning how to be a space pilot? God, you are such a bogus dweebo lamewad! By the way, don't think for a second I'm not on to you, you little weasel! I know you had something to do with that perv stunt at my sorority. When I find out what you did or who you told, I'm going to make your life a living hell! In fact, I've already spoken with Bobby Lay about a few things. Eat shit!