Scenario: lunchtime in a high school cafeteria.
Billy Blowhard, a fat, pimple faced geek, is telling folks at his table over and over about how he's been "banging" the hottest cheerleader in school for a couple months, that he always scores with her, and that she's his "bitch."
Some of the listeners are dubious, others in awe; a lone wolf at an adjoining table overhears the brag and starts steaming about the bald-faced lie; he knows the cheerleader would never fuck an ugly hung like a hamster piece of shit like Billy.
He sends an anonymous email to the cheerleader explaining what Billy has been saying about her.
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