He knows me so well:
You are still mad that you couldn't be head cheerleader, aren't you? Well, I didn't have a picnic in school either.
The interesting thing is, by continually belittling me because of your hate for them, you are just joining the ranks of those that continually bullies those that are already subject to other ridicule. I hope that it makes you feel better about that whole popular/cheerleader thing.
Think what you will about me dude, I couldn't care less. We all know why you are so fixated on me anyway. I guess I do find it sort of flattering in a weird way, you know...?
Geez, I thought he'd welcome the Jessica Simpson comparison.