Will is, of course, in the vernacular, a dick. we've all heard about
wee willies, and slick willies. this
another version... Will is a shrimpy, mouthy
bastard, held together by his own ego and the rare ideation
or two... If he could actually think for himself, he still wouldn't come up with anything
original, so he's happy to parrot the things
he's been told
after a better
life. He might be a kept man, or just
a lonely wanna be. Either way, he's more hot air than reality. He had so much promise, but didn't live up to it, and now he just
makes himself feel better
other people down. Will he? won't he? Oh, he wishes he could....
Will is the kind
of guy who sits around in the bar talking smack about
all the girls
he's done when really he never had the balls to even ask one of them out.
Girl 1: hey are you still seeing
Girl 2: hell no, I'm so over
Wills, I'm on to real men.
Girl 1: Was that a Will
I saw you with last night?
Girl 2; Damn, do I look that hard up?