It's name is killdozer.

It's very young. Half shepherd, half rottweiler.

It's the greatest little thing in the universe. Currently teaching it to kill without prejudice.

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Everyone, it has come to my attention that my friend Aigis has low self esteem! This is a serious problem guys, and I'd like you to all help out by sending him a pm or newspost comment full of hugs and love so he can realize life is worth living and that he isn't just another piece of shit in the same milkshake we call life.

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I just wanted to make absolutely, 100% clear, I do not like Wegra, Wegra2, Wegra2007, Wegra423433463456, and every equally retarded incarnation of Wegra thus far.

Just for clarification, he is an idiot and he makes shitty threads and then procceeds to put them in his sig and shake them down for replies, over and over again, needlessly. Your threads die out for a reason, faggot.

That is all.

This has been an important PSA by Ass-Crumb.

BITCHASSES

Alright, so I originally wrote this as kind of a homage to Frankenstein. It contains elements from pretty much every Frankenstein movie I've ever seen, which is probably about 6 or 7 by now. I tryed to retain alot of the original elements of different versions of Frankenstein (ie, spelling Igor Ygor, his assistant Fritz, his father Alphonse, etc.) I wrote it a while back for school but I kind of added like 4 paragraphs at the beginning and a more resolving end.

Anyways, points if you can name all the tiny little pieces of other Frankenstein movies/books I've put in there and shit.

Prometheus

A man, perhaps 35, clad in an all white gown similar to a doctor's, cried out into the night, as a bolt of thunder shocked a rod leading down to a chain suspended metal bed; and in front of him, dormant, lie a monster made of old flesh and rotted human. The beast was created by man; a melting pot of decayed flesh from newly buried corpses, stolen only the day prior, and skinned animal hide where all else failed, made from the bones of molded skeletons dug from the deepest and oldest graves of Transylvania.

Behind the man, two lab assistants watched breathlessly; one, a common man dressed in similarly styled white doctor's gown and clad in dirty, wire framed glasses, beat up from previous expenditures into grave robbing, watching closely with a look of cautiousness on his face; the other, a hunchbacked man who seemed to be as much of a monster as the lifeless golem lying in front of him. The hunchbacked man was covered with tatters that were dirty from grave digging, and his face was filled with unkempt hair, from hair that was long enough to go to his chest leading to a full beard that cloaked his face with a strange air of mystery, altogether making his appearance like that of an ogre before that of a human.

Above them, a bolt of lightning struck a long rod attached to a wire, leading straight down to small conductor bolts fixated on the monsters neck; a yellow-blue flash jettisoned down the wire heating it to melting point and all the way into the creature's neck. The shock lifted the monster up by the force of the electricity, and the monster stayed hovering above the stone slate at a low inch. The bolts began to glow a magnificent red and orange as the old skin it was attached to charred black and smoked, leaving a smell of death hanging upon the air, and for a split second the room that was pitch black to nothing but the dim blue fire of pilot lights and candles was illuminated brightly with the glow of thunder.

The middle-aged man in the center moved forward and prodded the golem with a small plastic rod, and the once lifeless husk responded in turn with a short, deep moan that echoed through the laboratory; the once used vocal passages again reverberated with the voice of a human being, and the man moved back again from his creation. The monsters arm began to twitch suddenly as it lifted through the air, and it's eyelids began to flutter and twitch open revealing bleach white, lifeless eyes like that of a dead persons.

The scientist looked on in awe, struck blind by the glory of his creation. He looked upon the beast and in a dramatic manner raised his arms and yelled in his loudest voice.

"It's alive!"

His voice echoed through the air as he continued:

"I am a man who challenged and defeated god! Fritz! Ygor! Remember this day forever as I, the mortal Prometheus, stole God's precious fire of life and given it to man; I have duplicated his most holy creation with no more than his spare parts. I am equal- no, I am God himself! The most precious creation of all, long thought lost to death, triumphed with mere hard work. I have mastered the alchemy that is life!"

The man was then interrupted by another large moan, and he turned around to view the creature plant his hand firmly against the stone table; with a large heave, the creature again exhaled and lifted himself up slowly. The being stood naked and tall, far above the doctor and his assistants, towering at what appeared to be 8 feet tall at least. The beast looked upon the doctor and his assistants almost lifelessly, not as a living being but as a soulless fetus more than a fully formed human. The aberration looked intently at the doctor, and a tear began to roll down his face as if he were crying.

The doctor looked at him with a glitter in his eyes, but behind him the man called Fritz looked on, in sharp contrast to his superior, great fear. He began shaking nervously before he broke his silence: "Victor, do you realize what you have done here?" The man continued with a broken voice. "You haven't created life Victor, you have created a monster."

The man called Victor responded kindly, with a sense of dissatisfaction in his voice. "Fritz, you fool. This monster has feelings as any human would. Look- the beast even sheds tears. You are my assistant Fritz. You know as well as I do that feelings come with the human brain."

Fritz looked back at the doctor with a look of surprise and sadness- "Doctor, you fool. You know even better than I do that the tears are purely involuntary. The beast has no trace of humanity in him at all... The brain is long past dead. This monster is running on pure instinct. Those tears are nothing more than just a tool to lubricate the eyes. You haven't bred a creation that will serve any purpose other than to help itself. Do not let that thing leave here. All it will do is kill. Eat. Rest. This is no achievement; this will not better humanity. It will only ruin it."

The doctor looked back at Fritz, and sternly replied. "Fritz, you are a fool. You know nothing of my work. I have toiled my life away for this. You were merely a tool for me to have my way. Go now. Disappear before I have you removed from my castle at once."
Fritz looked at the Doctor in the eyes; he knew nothing he would say would stir the man from his cause. He knew nothing he could do could stop the monster. He silently left the laboratory, taking off his dirty lab coat and leaving. He walked through the dark, dirty halls of the castle and wondered what would become of Frankenstein and his monster. He could not shake the feeling that no matter what came of it, it would be terrible.

Fritz walked to his room; over a year earlier he had begged and pleaded to be let into the chamber of the castle to the owner- Alphonse Frankenstein. In that short time Alphonse had died and been seceded by Victor Frankenstein, his son. Fritz remembered the delight in finding that the Frankenstein family was one of peace, and never wealth, and had given up ruling their small borough of Romania to a separate, laborious ruling family on the outskirts of Transylvania, allowing the Frankenstein family to live in peace as they strived for a greater understanding of science.
More than anything, however, Fritz remembered Victor's shock at finding his father dead; the man had merely collapsed of age in his room as he walked into his bed during the dreary hours of the winter night. Since then a year had past and the winter had again consumed Transylvania in darkness. The castle was high and on a cliff, perched against a large, deep swamp like lake.

The nights were eerie; the sounds of wolves could be heard through the trees of Transylvania and the moon reflected of Swan Lake as it was called, and shone dimly into Fritz' room, and aside from the dim radiance of a candle on his nightstand no light would be in his room until dawn broke.

Fritz went and got into his bed, lying above his cheap, uncomfortable covers; even though the Frankenstein family was once a ruling one at one time, it was by no means wealthy at this period in time. While Victor Frankenstein had truly fancied himself as a doctor, he was never a working man; he was a college dropout and unemployed researcher of galvanism.

He gently fell asleep at the turn of the hour, but was confronted by a shallow sleep of horrific nightmares and visions. He awoke nearly an hour later, to the sight of Ygor opening his door in a frantic fit of rage.

***

"Ye fool, Fritss, you scared the monster! It has went threw the drawbridge and has escaped the cassle! Now the munster may go into town and scare all the peeple there... yew idiot fool, you let it out and now it may be destroy'd!"

Ygor spoke, and Fritz understood even through all of his drunken, slurred sentences and thick Hungarian accent. He got up and went to Victor's quarters briskly, undaunted by the dark hallways and the thick, mossy bricks that separated every room. He ran for a time and arrived at Victor's room, and looking inside saw the fireplace alight with the splendor of fire. All he could see in the room was his empty bed that appeared to have been torn up- something that was odd as an occurrence as he had been only neat and tidy to all of his belongings in the past. Above his fireplace was a large portrait of Wolfgang Frankenstein. The man had began the Frankenstein family and from the picture seemed to be a strong, handsome man, with a deep stare- contrary to Victor's small, frail looks and quiet eyes, which were even weaker with his bookish glasses.

He ran back out into the foyer of Castle Frankenstein, the closest room Victor could have possibly been at. Again, nothing, but this time an empty library of books. He looked around, leaving no stone unturned in his search; the desk that Frankenstein had used to write his notes as well as letters to his brother, fighting in a skirmish in a different country, and a library of books of several subjects, with none missing other than a few small books of medicine, and a small plethora of books on body decay, surgery and taxidermy.
He ran again through the dank hallways and into the laboratory; the once neatly laid out notes and beakers for experiments were thrown about in a furious mess. The only thing that was untouched seemed to be the stone slate that the abhorred monster itself was born on. It was merely a thought to him, but perhaps the creature did have feelings. He quietly surveyed the room as he shushed the feeling from his mind at all.

He ran back out into the hallway and through the large wooden doors out of the castle; the gate was always open as the Frankenstein family had no enemies, so Fritz easily walked right out through the large, wooden drawbridge; the only thing he could even notice was the thick smell of muck and decay coming from the swamp below him, and the sound of frogs and flies whirring by in their cat-and-mouse fashion.

He looked around frantically, but to no avail; the darkness kept him from seeing even past the edge of the drawbridge as he gave up searching for Frankenstein or his monster. He fell to his knees and began to pray to god; not for himself, nor Victor, but for the monster to be swiftly erased from human memory before anything horrible could happen.

And just as he began to pray, he heard a loud yell followed by an ear-piercing moan; the man called Victor had clearly yelled a command to the devil, and Fritz darted off to find them. He ran to the drawbridge and removed a torch from a mount on the wall; the flame was burning strong, but it was hardly enough to cut past the thick winter fog.

Fritz ran out of the castle and onto a lone dirt path; the only exit from Frankenstein's castle which made it an impenetrable fortress in the bygone days when the now peaceful family had a need for battle. The night was quiet other than the faraway cry of wolves and the patter of feet slamming against the ground in a hurried rush of paranoia and worry.

Fritz came to a halt at the end of the long and winding road; from there it was a fork, one way leading to the only beach and landing point of the nebulous depth that was Swan Lake; the other, to a small village at the heart of Romania. Fritz sat and wondered at which way to go for a split second before hearing another earth-shaking moan from what sounded like the monster from the lake. He investigated yet again, running to the lake.

It was not long before Fritz ran into the doctor again; he looked the sobbing doctor in the eyes and asked: "Where is he."

Frankenstein looked up, only registering his words seconds after he said them, and slowly responded. "Adam..."

It was only seconds after saying this that Fritz realized that the monster had been named Adam. He looked the doctor at the eyes straight on and yelled again. "Where is he!?" He began to repeat the question several times over, revealing no answers every time. "Victor... Where is he?!?" He pulled back his hand and struck Victor, leaving a scorching red mark aligned between his right cheek and nose; the Doctor regained a semblance of thought and replied solemnly to Fritz.

"Ygor opened the gate... Adam left through it and went to the lake... He found a girl there. I saw him joyfully play like a child. I thought of myself as a father, Fritz. He was beautiful; the girl saw the goodness that he had inside of him. He played with her for hours, Fritz. But he is not educated; he is a behemoth with a child's brain. A vortex of nothingness. He picked her up. She seemed so happy- almost as if she was floating. He didn't realize his strength. He threw her into the lake and she screamed as she drowned... The girls name. It was Maria... A girl died, and for nothing, in Swan Lake."

Fritz looked at him with weariness. "What of the monster?" He asked, confident in that he could now destroy it.
"He went in after. He got her out after she died... He ran. The girl's father saw and shot him... I believe it was a hunting rifle. He shot it right into his heart... I could hear the poor child scream in agony as he died. The man took the body and went away to the village."

Fritz looked away at him, and said to him sternly. "Dr. Frankenstein. You know as well as I do that the core of the monster were mere tubes. The intricacies of a heart are far too complex to build with human hands. The brain of the monster was that of a drifter's whose body we dug up for the sole purpose of this experiment. The monster had no feelings at all."

Frankenstein looked calmly at Fritz. He slowly gathered his thoughts and replied. "Fritz... You are right. I have sinned against the great lord himself. I birthed a child without the essence of a woman; I am not a god, nor some genius who discovered the secret to life and death. I am nothing, as much of a devil as the creature Adam himself. Please. Leave me. I intend to die with the beast. Please. Cherish the memory of my father and all of my ancestors, and take care of the castle. I must go now."

Dr. Frankenstein went calmly into the lake. He sullenly treaded the murky waters that the child before had such delight in. The calm, educated Victor Frankenstein, whose frail stature gave way to sharp, handsome looks once symbolized the epitome of science, at the peak of his physical and mental prime, now stood waist deep in murky waters, dirty from running and digging from even the night before. He walked deeper and deeper.

And no one ever heard of Dr. Frankenstein again.

NOTE: I have stated on the BBS that I will let you repost the list and such should you take no credit for writing it, but just to let you know, the list in its entirety was made by me mostly to make fun of cliques and to make fun of people in my life who you guys don't know about, but could probably relate to.

Without further ado:

1. The video game nerd- possibly the most common nerd out there, these guys are split into three groups: the old school, who only play games from older consoles, usually the N64 and before, the new school, who owns like all of the consoles since the gamecube, and the fanboy. The most annoying is the fanboy, because their singlemindedness will typically drive them to get you to buy an Xbox 360, Wii, and maybe a PS3, but everyone mostly agrees the PS3 sucks, and this crap isn't up for debate.

2. The Movie nerd- that kid who can literally write a book about capitalism using a collage of one-liners from old movies. The movie nerd can usually tell you what actor played what role in like every fucking movie that there is in existence. You want to go see some movie in theatres? Too bad, he already saw it, memorized every line and then reviewed it in his blog, so you're fuck out of luck.

3. The Music nerd- everyday when you're on the bus and the bus driver hands out prizes to kids who get oldies bands right get a lollipop this kid will get 14 and hand them out to his prep friends, and deep down inside you're saying to yourself Cheaptrick you dumb fuck, you should've gotten that anyways, these guys can answer anything about any band but is usually confined to knowing everything about a specific genre.

4. The "I can't answer a reasonable question" nerd- Not so much of a nerd so much of an annoying prick, whenever you ask a question like "if you had to kill george bush or osama bin laden" they decide to say something like "neither i'd kill charles manson". Once you explain to them how that's defeating the purpose of the question they choose "neither" "both" or "how would that happen". These guys piss me off to no end, which is why they're cunts.

5. The obscure answer nerds- ask them a question about what their favourite video game system is, or what their favourite band is. It's probably something you've never heard of. These guys always have to act unique and cool and not like anything anyone else likes, like jazz. They think they're unique even though I like jazz too, and they can't name more than one band- and that one band isn't even obscure to jazz listeners. For shame. Shit like this is usually how they're discovered to have no personality whatever. These kids also go hand in hand with the above nerds, as when you ask them a this or that question, they choose them. Pepsi or Coca Cola? They say RC Cola. Vanilla or Chocolate? Strawberry. Etc.

6. The "I wish I was japanese because noone understands anime like I do"- These are the annoying pricks who act like there's anything deep to shows like Naruto. No there isn't, you fucking cock, it should be taken at face value. These are the types of guys where if you say "I don't like [Naruto, Onepiece, Dragonball, Death Note, Bleach, etc]" they say "Well the Japanese version is better" No it isn't you fucking cock, most of them still have a stupid plot with a stupidass catch phrase and cliche stupidfuck characters. If they don't like it, I doubt it's because of the voice acting.

7. The Computer nerd- these kids can literally script their entire life, from action:BirthFrame()Sequence to action:DeathFrame(12) and other cliche sounding actionscript I just made up. Most of these guys have a computer with the finest graphics card out there and like 13 FUCKING GIGS OF RAM HOLY SHIT. Anyways, it's fun to laugh at these kids for supposedly hacking WoW and then changing your level to 70 and gaining admin powers, but ending up being legally threatened and HAVING THEIR ACCOUNT TERMINATED OH MY FUCKING GOD.

8. The unfunny cock nerd- these guys are the bread and butter for things like school talent shows, where they go up and throw a pie at eachother and then make a bunch of bad puns. For some reason these guys think they're funny, laugh at you might be a redneck jokes, and like to make puns. Playing poker? He has pocket aces, he check...OSLAVAKIAS (SP?)!!!!!! (cue "Badum- Chhhh")

9. The religion nerd- there are two types. The first tries to be unique- What the fuck is up with kids trying to be unique anyway?- by liking some religion they found out about on the internet. These guys can't like Christianity- it's too mainstream. These guys like hindu or buddhist religions or paganism even though they don't know jack shit about it. The second, is quite the opposite- someone who is educated on Christianity and believes in it. While not as annoying, these guys always try to act like scientists and say "well, carbon dating isn't accurate" No shit? Well, it's accurate to within what, 50 years? Yeah, the world is obviously not old.

10. The "your opinion is wrong" nerd- the kid who can win any debate, who is also an asshole who pretty much says "hey, the Wii isn't the best thing ever, you're wrong, it's the PS2." or "handicapped people don't need their own parking spots, I'm correct and you aren't". Alot of times, they'll get in baseless arguements with no evidence on either side and then claim to win, because they're pompous assholes.

11. The Star Wars / Star Trek / LoTR / fanboy nerd- The kind of guy whose topic of discussion is usually limited to one thing- usually one of the above. I don't really have much to say on these guys, so yeah. That's it.

12. The School Nerd- You want to hang out with this guy? too fucking bad, he's studying. For what? Nobody knows, he just is. Why? Because otherwise he might fail that math test! Oh my god! Even though it should only take 10 minutes to study for! These guys, for whatever reason, study everything, and some can't even answer most questions in class.

13. The Book nerd- possibly the oldest type of nerd, the book nerd is always reading a book. Every like two days he'll have a new book even though the last one was like 600 pages, he read it. Alot of these nerds take it to write things like novels, comic books, etc. Even though they like get writers block halfway through and stop. None of them ever actually write a book.

14. The "End my life I hate it" emo poem nerd-

"Spare me of this nihilistic existence
end my life now
bring me from this eternal darkness
liberate my black soul
noone will ever save me
drowning in my own sin"

Yeah, I just made that up. Real unique. These cocks try to act like they're tortured and need to die, when they do, but for some reason they always pussy out of it. I'm thinking of buying one a free Euthenasia sometime, but I can't find anyone to do it.

15. The Skatercock- The guys who act like skateboarding is cool, and they're cool for doing it, even though they suck ass at it. It's also fun to make up tricks and then ask them if they can do it, then give elaborate explanations. Go on, ask a pompous one if they can land a Kickflip 360 Supreme³. Go on, they'll say they can, even though IT DOESN'T FUCKING EXIST.

16. The Jackass- the guys who watch jackass and then video tape themselves swimming in mud naked while people watch, or get in those big trashcans with wheels and then drive off hills and shit. These guys, for some inane reasoning think that eating shit makes them funny.

17. The "I know everything about nerds" asshole- The guy who made this list.

18. The I love Newgrounds way too much nerd: The guys who take pride in having a Supreme Ultimate commander of the hordes level 16 blam/save rank. Ask them a question about your favorite thing and they say newgrounds, sometimes in an attempt to brown nose other people into liking their personalitiy over the internet. Say something bad about newgrounds, they say "SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT NEWGROUNDS YOU FUCK" or somehting to that effect.

19. The text message nerd- the kid who sits in class all day twaddling with their thumbs like they're playing gameboy. Not only stupid, but they're almost completely incapaple of grammar because of the fact that they shorten every other word of their text messages. Very stupid, and love to make small talk about boys.

20. The Grammar nerd- the guy who corrects every bit of punctual error- who can easily recite every word in the dictionary- which is pretty much all of the words in the English language. He's the guy who gets a 2/2 for conventions in essays but maybe like a 3/4 for the actual essay.

21. The trend nerd- The nerd who absolutely has no personality traits whatsoever, other than a need to belong. These guys pretty much define trends, and you can tell what's "in" right now by what they're wearing.

22. The Hick- I'm not sure how- by whatever broken condom or incest accident- the "hick" look is coming back, along with Nascar and bass fishing, as well as fucking your cousin. In any event, these guys have problems with talking, and the biggest telltale sign are those $8 brown shoes with no laces or velcro that you just slip on. I think they're called romeos or something.

23. The TV nerd- The guy who knows everything about every TV show imaginable, and right now as we speak, he's probably watching every episode of Two and a Half Men, Dharma and Greg, and Everybody Loves Raymond simultaneously.

24. The food nerd / fat nerd- the nerd who sits around and eats all day, has like 6 kudos bars at lunch, but won't share any because he's a fat fuck. Somehow, though, he manages to not have a heart attack. Alot of times you can catch these kids buying two lunches and weezing his way through the racetrack to get a time of 14:20 in the mile run. Horrendous.

25. The "I hate everything" nerd- the nerd who is against every fucking thing you like, as well as everything you know and hate. It's unknown how he sustains himself as he hates everything, but somehow he manages, so it becomes apparent he doesn't hate everything.

26. The WoW I'm a great big nerd nerd: Notice the pun on this one. These are the guys who have stormed Arathi plains or whatever with their level 19 twinks. These are the people who can pwn you SO FUCKING HARD WITH A FROSTBOLT LEVEL 42 THAT THEY'LL PWN U LIK A NUB FAGHOLE ASDFHLJK.

27. The Halo 3 Nerd: These guys are so numerous that they get their own category, which is something you shouldn't really be proud of. These are the people who will totally kill you with their specialty brute shot / battle rifle combo which will give them SUPREME VICTORY CAPTAIN KING RANK. That's a real naval rank. Go look it up.

28. The Horny nerd/ Wanker- These are the people you know who always make cock jokes, hump the air, and lie about having some girl suck your cock. You know these people, don't deny it. The kind of people who jerk off on the door handles in the bathroom, the kinds of people who cum on the toilet seat and have their hands down their pants at all times.

29. The Conspiracy nut- These are the guys who believe in a bloodsucking beast who eats sheep in Mexico, who think that the government made up Jesus to scare people into becoming Christian, the people who for whatever reason believe the 9/11 conspiracies, despite the fact that pretty much noone believes in them.

30. The Ninja Wannabe- The kid who actually bought a Ninja suit online and carved CD shuriken, despite that if they knew shit they'd know that they used shuriken to slash and not usually to throw. These are the people who boast that they could kill two people without anyone knowing, run off, use a smoke grenade to hide themselves and then kill the president. Not exactly the smartest people, since most of them are just emo cunts who say that because it makes them sound funny, despite the fact that it has been played out so many times before.

31. The Pirate Wannabe- The Patato to the Ninja's Potato, the pirate wannabes for some stupid reason find it fit to act like there's some kind of battle between Ninjas and Pirates, despite the fact that there hasn't been tension between them historically, meaning there never will.

32. The Introvert- The kid who brings a hit list and a bowie knife to school and the hit list is everyone in his English class and noone else. Cho sueng hui is a prime example.

33. The Vampire wannabe- Somehow these stupid assholes have actually diluted themselves into thinking they're full fledged vampires. These are the fucking idiots who practice kinky sex and bite peoples necks, wear a shit load of makeup and only dress in scarlet red and black. Some of them go so far as to actually get tooth surgery for sharp vampire teeth.

34. The wannabe stoner- The kid who pays like 80$ for a nug and then gets high off of it, and then acts as if he's the authority on dealing weed. Half of them are preps and jocks trying to impress everyone in order to outbid the other, numerous preps in attention, and the other is the guy who sits in the back of the bus, talking about how cool he is because of it, until an actual stoner gives him shit.

35. The artsy fellow- Not exactly the worst nerd, but sometimes the most awkward to hang out with. More often than not, they're the people who always go 'ewwwwww' whenever you make any juvenile fart, dick, or manly joke. These are the people with 3.8 GPAs and like a 108% in art class but maybe 97% in all the others. Alot of them draw manga, but most of them are the people who watch movies like Sideways and attempt to draw fruit.

36. The pissed off at everything, no matter what Nerd- The type of nerd who not only is pissed off at everything, but usually makes sure everyone knows it. They are the types of people who, when watching any movie in any class have to say "This movie sucks." It doesn't matter if it's scientific, or if it's a movie you're watching because you watched the book. It has shitty acting. Your favorite video game character is a fucking fag. The music you like is for dykes and retards. All the people on the BBS are lobotomy patients.

37. The "I pass on way too many chain letters" nerd- you konw taht nred taht awlyas psots tohse chian ltteers syaing taht the mnid can raed wrods if the midlde ins't fukced up? Yeah, well this kid saw it, reposted it on seven different message boards, and forwarded it to everyone in his contacts list. It doesn't matter how obscure or how stupid they are, they reposted it.

38. The "I absolutely HAVE to be unique" nerd- The nerd who stays away from the trend. You know those kids who will see all those charts and graphs, and makes sure that he's in the "0.2%" category for "other". The kid who will see someone doing something and then make sure they don't do it, because they need to be unique.