Caks are those small
little jalk wannabe bitches
that everyone can, and wants to, kick
the shit out of all the time, but choose not to. You must understand
that a cak is not a jalk
at times the two may be confused with one another. One distinct feature that a jalk
has over a cak is size. Jalks
are generally taller and more muscular than caks. Jalks
also don't act quite as retarded
as caks, preventing people from wanting to the kick
the shit out of them so much. Caks are jalk
wannabes, which explains why they
try out for all the sports, and can later be seen with a broken apendige. Caks can easily
from a distance. They
are about 5'6"-5'9" and have
a very small
penis and balls. They
are aber-crombie and fitch wearing pussies
who treat women like shit, and the women seem to enjoy it, which is why none
of the normal people have
girlfriends. General cak attire includes polo shirts with white a baby blue stripes. Hats and visors to the side
are common. Some sort of necklace, particularly pooka shell can be found
around their neck. Cargo shorts with sandles and ankle or no socks, or loose jeans with nigro shoes
are common. Caks are attention grabbers, and while sometimes they
can be funny, usually, they
're just retarded
and act like little fuckers that I want to kill. Just to clarify, I want to eliminate
the entire cak population from existance. Caks often say or do random things that do not make sense in order to impress and or grab attention as I've said before. Cak phrases
include walking up to a random person and saying something like, Cak-"You OK, man?" response-"Uh...yeah..." cak-"Ya sure, man?" response- "Uh...yeah...why?" cak -"Ok, man, just checkin." There is a distinct retardation in a cak's voice that is easy to pinpoint. WHAT HAVE
WE LET HAPPEN, PEOPLE? IN THE 90'S, THIS GROUP WAS SMALL
AND COULD HAVE EASILY
BEEN ELIMINATED. BUT THEY
'VE SPREAD. THE OTHER DAY, I SAW 3 CAKS IN THE MAKING. 3!!! AND THEY
WERE ALL LITTLE 4TH GRADERS. WE MUST STOP THIS BEFORE IT GETS OUT OF CONTROL!
A-WTF? Some idiot just walked up to me and asked if I was OK. And then he just walked off.
B-What did he look like?
A-Well, he was about
5'6" and was wearing a polo
white and baby blue stripes, aber crombie and fitch
pants, sandles with
no socks, and a backwards visor.
B-Oh, it was a Cak. Don't worry, they're all like that.
A-Really? That's gay! I want to kill them all.
B-I know what you mean...