Will is, of course, in the vernacular, a dick. we've all heard about wee willies, and
slick willies. this is just 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 and lust 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 by putting 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 that dude?
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?
