WAYNE.

At age 9 he smooshed a June Bug on my head while I was stuck at the bus stop with him.

At age 10 he threw my backpack into a hornets nest.

At age 11 he put balloons in his friend Dougs' shirt and made me touch his "boobs" to prove I wasn't gay.

I hate you, Wayne. I hate you so much.

Coincidentally, I saw Wayne about a month ago. He's bald and fat and looks like he might have had a stroke recently. Fuck yeah, karma!