He set the desk up very well, had his trash can all ready to go, and a copy of a book on prominent display. The book is called "How To Talk To Girls."
I would now like to offer all that I know on that topic, for the benefit of young men everywhere.
As I remember from the days when I was in junior high school, we were reeling from the budget cuts made by President Fillmore, so a lot of our extra-curricular activities were eliminated or made smaller. I was a founding member of the Detention Club, though, and that's where I met a lot of girls. Good girls, bad girls, ok girls, tall girls, short girls, blondes, brunettes, redheads, smart girls, not-so-smart girls...I was turned down by every type of girl you could name. But persistence was my ally, so I would just keep talking until they said, "IF I agree to go out with you, will you just shut up? And also never tell anyone about it?"
And then, I felt the true majesty of young love sweeping over me. I shivered, and they shuddered.
Listen, guys, these books will tell you to be sure of yourself, to come on a little strong but not like Justin Bieber, to compliment the girl but do so sincerely, to ask gentle questions, to get her to laugh, and above all, to get her to talk about herself. Warning: this may result in her saying that what she likes about herself the most are those moments when you are nowhere in sight. Use caution.
And before that, well, there were a lot of women asking me if I would like to be married!
They included my mother, my grandmother, my sister and my aunt. But still.