n. a small kernel of truth that lies at the bottom of a pillowcase full of shit.
Drew Peacock- " Hey Otto, I knew you were black but I didn't know that your dad was born in Africa! That's cool."
Otto Wanaduyu- " Yeah, he is."
Kenny Naylor- " Wait a minute, does that mean that he has a click in his name? ... Oh I'm so jealous of him!"
Harry Buzzerd- " Not all Africans have clicks in their names."
Otto- " Actually, his first name is Dapopo. I guess the whole click thing must be a stereotype."
Acronym- Crappy Artworks Run Violently Eager to Rule earth.
A Baltimore School with thirteen primes and artsy fartsy problems. Insanity diffuses from the Detention Center, affecting the minds of these teenagers. The most unpopular prime is definitely business, figures.
If you want to pursue art, I guess Carver Center for the Arts and Technology is for you.
AP Studio kid- Hey guys, I'm gonna paint the entire school purple! We can turn it into one huge lounge!
Visual Arts Gang- Yay! Lets do bad things with our pallet knives and paint pussies everywhere!
Cosmotology Girls- Let's make our own salon!