D. Pope - A bald, ancient, faggot who flunks all your friends and can'

A bald, ancient, faggot who flunks all your friends and can't get a single girl. He's so old he probably knew your grandma's mom.

D. Pope failed my friend in science. He said the sun was made of cheese. My friend cried.

D. Pope tried to ask my little brother out. My brother started crying and ran away.

D. Pope tried to text me. He wrote, 'Hi. I like you. I think you are fat.' I blocked him.