Ungrateful Sonuvabitch

I couldn't stop thinking about Stradlaterand Jane, I've double-dated with him before and I know he's a right bastard. He tried it on with a girl on the back seat of a car before whilst I was in the front with my date! By half nine I was just waitng by the window looking at the white snow. It looked so peaceful and pretty.
Anyway, when Stradlater came back he didn't really say anything and just started getting changed and moaning about the cold. It sort of unsettled me that he never mentioned Jane, boy I hoped she was ok. So I gave him the composition and he started reading it. He looked as tohough he was really concentrating and began stroking his bare chest and stomach, boy you could tell he really did love himself.
But then, instead of being grateful that I had wrote his goddam composition for him, he started yelling at me saying I was stupid for writing it about Allie's baseball mitt. I jsut ignored him and asked him about Jane. Only the crumby sonuvabitch wouldn't tell me anything, so I started getting annoyed with him and we ended up fighting.