There is this kid on campus that I have just realized I totally despise in every way.  He's not someone I know personally, or have ever talked to, or even know the name of, but by god I hate him.  I'm sure you've seen him, clean-cut, thin face, features like a weasel.  I suppose most people would say he's an attractive gent, his glasses a mark of gentle intellectualism.  And then you look down, and realize, that for some reason, his shirt isn't buttoned.  Granted, it was warm yesterday, so I can see why someone may go shirtless, especially a male who is interested in attracting some attention.  But I have so much more respect for the person who just takes that shit off and displays their horrid back hair for all to see, than some jerk who leaves his armani fucking shirt waving in the wind like a secondary penis, shouting 'hey look at my good taste and rock hard abs.'  That's the other thing, this kid has toned abs like that creepy guy on tv that sells those exercise tapes.  You know the one, the one that's made out of fiberglass and silicone.  This kid just walks around with a huge smile on his face, saying 'sorry dude, i can't come over tonight and have sex with alot of women (and men), I have an appointment in the campus center to grate some cheese on my stomach.'  What the fuck is your problem kid?  I mean really, does the world need to see that you spend more time doing situps than shaping your personality into something that barely holds a conversation with a dead piece of lichen?  Do we really need to see the sun reflect off of these odd bulges in your stomach that make it look like you have tiny alien fetuses just waiting to hatch?  I think you forget that we live on a hippy campus and nobody gives two shits about how many fat burning pills you take in the morning to make sure that all that excess muscle is taken from your cock and added to your stomach.  Be a person ab-guy.