Don't worry LLC, in most cases, that's what happens.

Living well is the best revenge, pal. At your 20th reunion, you'll find many of the jocks to be fat and bald, working menial jobs, on their third marriage.

So the next time you get shoved in a locker or find yourself with an atomic wedgie, drawers over your head, just think of the year 2028. He who laughs last, laughs best.

Oh yeah, the guy that ends up with the most toys wins, so get working on that novel!