When I was in school, we had super-gay jock folders, made in the USA by the Pee-Chee Gay Folder Co. This was before the 3-Ring binder became popular.
If your folder was clean and shiny, you would get beat up. Only nerds had clean shiny folders. Everyone else drew violent scenes of mayhem and sexual in your end-o.
The second runner always had a stick of Dynamite in his hand, the football was a bomb, and the girl...well, let's just say she wasn't grinning because she was happy with her serve.
If I had a kid, I'd home school him, and socialize him at the dog park.
JC
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The way things are going, they're gonna crucify me.
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